McKie, Bailey Hollyn

[bailey]

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I BEEN ROAMIN' AROUND ,

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always lookin' down at all i see
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BAILEY MCKIE[/CENTER]

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PAINTED FACES FILL ,

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the spaces i can't reach
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[/B] Bailey Hollyn McKie

NICKNAMES: Bay, Holly, Lyn, K

AGE: Twenty-Seven

D.O.B.: May 15th, 1980

ALLEGIANCE: Neutral

PROFESSION: Ancient Runes Professor

WAND TYPE: 12 inches, Steamed devils Snare, Jacobean Wood

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YOU KNOW THAT I ,

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could use somebody
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[/B] Soft brown

EYE COLOUR: Deep brown

HEIGHT: 5’8

WEIGHT: 123lbs

BODY TYPE: She has a swimmers body, tall, and skinny, with some muscle.

VOICE: Soft, and shaky

PERSONAL STYLE: Bailey can’t help but spend a lot of money if she manages to get in front of a clothing rack. Sometimes she doesn’t even wear what she buys, because she doesn’t feel comfortable in it. The things she feels most comfortable in are jeans, and a tank top. Sometimes she will throw a sweater on top, or try to accessorize by wearing belts, flowers, and big necklaces.

GENERAL DESCRIPTION:

Bailey spends hours running, and swimming to keep her body fit, but she would rather lay about. Her curly hair is often twisted up to keep out of her face so she can read, and write a little easier. She has ink marks all over her smooth hands from the constant writing. Her brown eyes are surrounded by a soft bouquet of lashes. Her face is very strong, and defined. Her lips a little to long, but a soft rose pink which flatter her slightly paler complexion. Baileys ears stick out from her head, but she loves them, even if others use to call her a monkey because of them.

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AND ALL YOU KNOW ,

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and how you speak
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• Reading
  
• Different coloured nails
  
• Jumping in puddles
  
• When a boy kisses your hand
  
• Slow dancing
  
• Running so hard you can’t breath
  
• Eating orange gummie bears
  
• Laying on her bed and staring at the ceiling
  
• Writing down things she did that day on a calendar
  
• Country music
  

CHARACTER DISLIKES:

• Sloppy kisses
  
• Simplistic reading
  
• Angry animals
  
• Written in books
  
• People who don’t allow you to take pictures of them
  
• Woman who don’t stick up for themselves
  
• When people immediately assume she’s a Weasley because of her hair
  
• Orange toe nails
  
• Cold pools
  
• Falling in front of people
  

GOALS:

• To discover unfounded Ancient Runes
  
• To be someones “favourite” teacher
  
• To get married after she has established her career
  

BOGGART: Her older brother coming back from the dead. It is her fear or boggart because she feels he may blame her for what had happened, and its just scary.

PATRONUS: Receiving her letter into Hogwarts was important to Bailey because she knew it was one more than that would get her fathers attention.

DEMENTOR: Her worst memory is when she and her brother went swimming, and he jumped into the pond, but it was too shallow, and he bumped his head and died.

AMORENTIA:

• Chocolate
  
• Old books
  
• Babies
  
• Ink
  

BASIC PERSONALITY:
Kind-hearted, trust-worthy, diligent, energetic, gentle, hesitant, defeated, worried, squeamish, finicky

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COUNTLESS LOVERS ,

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under cover of the streets
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[/B] Allen McKie

MOTHER: Heather McKie

BROTHER(S): Johnny McKie(Deceased)

SISTER(S):

OTHER:

BLOOD STATUS: Impure

HOMETOWN: Dublin, Ireland

CURRENT RESIDENCE: Hogwarts, and Galway, Ireland

BIOGRAPHY:

Bailey grew up in a small house. Her mother was a witch, and her father thought it was her only good attribute, after had had Bailey. Her father never had much time for the family, always having to work to keep food on the table, and it affected Bailey in many ways, nothing positive. But her mother tried to make it seem like it was normal, and tried to make Bailey and Johnny feel like regular kids by taking them out.
By the time Bailey was seven she knew their family was much different from others, like her mother was very different, and a secret. Her mother sent her to muggle school and tried to teach her everyone was equal. Every word was taken to Baileys heart, and she tried to not judge people, but sometimes her thoughts would beat her to it, and she would feel guilty.

Johnny on the other hand thought it was pointless to go to Muggle School. One day he took Bailey to the pond instead of school, and told her to jump off the branch. When she refused to, and started to cry, he told her that it was safe and he would show her. He jumped off and she waited and waited, but he wouldn’t come up, so she ran down, and saw him by the shore. She sprinted over to see him bleeding, so she tried to wake him up, but it didn’t work. When she came to the conclusion that she had to find an adult, she went to her mother. But by that time Johnny had been long gone.

When Baileys father found out, he started to drink, always muttering about how Johnny had been his only good child, and Bailey had been a mistake, and a waste of space. She tried hard to prove him different by working hard academically.

The letter for her to go to Hogwarts was an exciting moment in her dreary life. She went there and worked harder, wanting to be the best witch she could be, to be like her mother so her father would like her. So she kept to her studies, and never spoke a word to anyone. The teachers could never remember her face, but that’s the way she liked it.

After graduating she was second in her class and was pleased to find an apprentice position open in Ireland as a curse-breaker. She immediately filed in for the job, and was accepted. The days in that job were quite long, and she always thought she could do more, be more.

So she put her application into Hogwarts for a teaching position.

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I HOPE IT'S GONNA MAKE ,

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you notice someone like me,
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[/B] Vicky

RP EXPERIENCE: 6 years

HOW YOU FOUND US: Surfing the web

OTHER CHARACTERS: N/A

RP SAMPLE:

Mira lay in the grass just outside of the palace. There was a banquette of some sort, but she hated them, so she found herself outside looking up at the stars. She could see all the lovely constellations; laying back further into the grass she began counting the stars, although it is impossible she found it was the only thing to do.

She never understood how anyone could go to something like this, and enjoy themselves. She never could sit with someone and speak about meaning-less things for an hour, dance, and then continue on with the conversation.

Looking down the hill she was sitting on top of she could see the ?haunted? tombs. She rolled her eyes and picked a blue flower from the patch beside her hand stroking the petals before pulling them off one by one until only the stem was left. ?Haunted?? She muttered to herself.

She thought back to the last party that had been at this place, it was for some knights? birthday. Later she found out the man hadn?t even been there. It was just in celebration of him. That was the first time she had even been allowed a sip of wine, it was dreadful.

Her brothers had teased her later on in the night when they found her in this same spot. They said that the tombs were haunted, and if she went in there a ghost would eat her. She didn?t believe them, so they told her to go there by herself. She had accepted, but nothing happened. It was all a waste of her time. It took her an hour to get there without getting caught, and then she had to stay there for two hours. By the time she had gotten back, the party had ended, her dress was ripped, and her father was very cross with her. All her brothers could say was, ?Well if you had just listened to us, you wouldn?t have had to try to prove yourself.?

For the next few parties after that one Mira was forced to stay with either Emily or her father the entire time. It was most distasteful. She was made to dance, and even once she had to sing. When she spoke of the events to her Aunt, she was told to hold her chin up, and that everything would work out.

She chucked the stem away when she heard some men, perhaps guards, walking down the path towards her, she quickly got up and hid behind a bush and began listening into their conversation, ?Did you hear? The Queen is with child. I heard King Miraz is very hopeful for a son.?

Crouching on her knees she leaned forward, her curious nature getting the best of her, but other than a nod from the other man they said nothing. She pouted her red lips a little and sat back. The only interesting thing that she heard all night, and it wasn?t even said to her. She would have had a witty reply.

When they walked away she got up from her hiding place and shuffled her dress to get all the dried grass and leafs off it before walking down the path to the stables where she would spend the rest of the night.

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OFF IN THE NIGHT ,

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while you live it up
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[JET !]

Looks brilliant. One thing I will ask for is an explanation for her Boggart and Patronus. I know it sounds like a silly thing to pick on, but it's useful for us to get an insight into WHY these memories are so powerful.

Do that, and I'll be more than happy to accept you.

Jet

[bailey]

I hope thats better

[JET !]

That looks better. Sorry i had to pick you up on that, I know how it feels, as I was also asked to edit mine

Yeah, looks great, so I'm sure Spellbound would agree with me when I say

ACCEPTED.

All you need to do now
is go grab your celebrity in
the face claim, and then get ready to RP!