Post by crimson on Jun 5, 2009 17:41:23 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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ANDROMAQUE CLAUDIA CARRINGTON[/CENTER]
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PAINTED FACES FILL ,
[/font]PAINTED FACES FILL ,
the spaces i can't reach
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Andromaque Claudia Irinnea Carrington
NICKNAMES:
Andi, Roma, Laudia
AGE:
16
D.O.B.:
24th December
ALLEGIANCE:
Lingering on the edge of both sides. She is waiting for someone to convince her that she should join them. Though she is getting more skeptical all the time.
PROFESSION:
Student
WAND TYPE:
10 ½", cherry wood, phoenix feather
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YOU KNOW THAT I ,
[/font]YOU KNOW THAT I ,
could use somebody
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pale blond
EYE COLOUR:
Grey eyes, with a hint of grey
HEIGHT:
5ft 10 ½
WEIGHT:
119lb
BODY TYPE:
tall and lanky, ever so slightly curvy
VOICE:
a silky sweet voice, with a strong french accent, with a slight melody to it
PERSONAL STYLE:
Andromaque has always been a fan of the elegant and expensive. Always wanting the best. Though her clothing does seem to be slipping slightly as she gets older.
She will mainly where dark colors, such as black, blues, purples and dark reds. In the public eye, her clothes are always very lady like though, she has not worn a dress or skirt since she was a young child. Tailored suits and dress clothes, are on the top of her list. Frilly shirts, and fitted blazers and waist coats, are a favorite, as well as jackets, and trench coats, which she find extremely comfortable. Andromaque does find that she wears leather bottoms in public a lot, it seems to be a nasty habit she picked up. Always covered in many layers of fine jewelry, from the most expensive boutiques she can find.
Though when not in the eye of the public she does love to wear statement shirts, which she feels ever so comfortable in. As well as jeans and slouchy boots. Her style does seem to be based around punk ands rock. With some girly chic added here and their.
GENERAL DESCRIPTION:
Andromaque has always been proud of who she is, though she has never really known who she is. Holding her head high and carrying herself in a very proper manner. Her eyes have always been from what she can tell her most beautiful feature, hey have always reminded her of a ring she had seen as a child, which was emerald and silver. Though she could probably tell that her height is the one thing she is most remembered for, she had only really started growing until she was thirteen. Her skin is pale, and her cheeks have a slight rosy tint to it.
Her face is slightly childish, and baby like, and she feels her face has not really grown up with the rest of herself. With an almost flawless complexion she has never really worn make up, maybe some powder and mascara but nothing more. Her body is skinny, which is all that can be said, her height and weight doesn't seem to go very well, but there is nothing she can do. And her curves seem to be almost invisible to herself.
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AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
[/font]AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
and how you speak
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the dark, coffee, smoking, partying, drinking, poetry, sports "gymnastics, running, horse ridding, ice skating, yoga, dancing, music, fruits, cola, fighting, ballet, perfume, money, fashion, shopping, animals, thunder.
CHARACTER DISLIKES:
family, love, sweets, annoying people, immaturity
GOALS:
- find out whats missing in her life
- find her family, and maybe kill them
BOGGART: (GREATEST FEAR)
her biggest fear would be her father, though she does not know his she does not want to meet him very much, and her nerves always get the better of her when ever she thinks of him.
PATRONUS: (BEST MEMORY)
a memory that she only remembers every so often. she thinks its of her father though she is not totally sure. she can see herself aged three, begging carried down a long dark hallway by a man, who seems shrouded in shadows, cradling her closely to his chest. its the most comforting memory that she has.
DEMENTOR: (WORST MEMORY)
she can remember loud shouting, and screaming, it sounds like a multiple people fighting. she always finds herself standing outside a door way, in the dark once again as a little child, bright lights and loud noises can be seen and heard through a little crack in the door, and then a slight thud.
AMORENTIA: FAVOURITE SMELLS
Lily's
Chanel Number 5
Fire
BASIC PERSONALITY:
proud, stubborn, arrogant, sadistic, elegant, intelligent, bitter, cold, wild
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COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
[/font]COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
under cover of the streets
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Lucas Carrington
MOTHER:
Belle Therse "la chance" Carrington deceased
BROTHER(S):
N/A
SISTER(S):
N/A
OTHER:
Step mother
older step siblings
BLOOD STATUS:
pureblood
HOMETOWN:
Paris, France
CURRENT RESIDENCE:
London, England / Hogwarts
BIOGRAPHY: Born in Paris, she knows nothing of her life, before the age of eight. She was taken to England, where she went to a boarding school and looked after by Nanny's, and servants. She was told her mother was dead, and her father to busy to take care of her. Though the true story was, her father had a new family that she didn't get on with, and to top it all off they thought she was a squib, he sent her presents and gifts, every week though gave her vast amounts of money, and the best over everything. So she was sent to muggle boarding and grammar school until the age of eleven she was taught, english, math, science, art, drama, history, music, geography, and multiple languages which where, english, italian, dutch, and small bits of russian, and chinesse.
Her life was simple, she always knew she was different to other girls in her school. In the holidays her careers would show her magic, and told her never to tell anyone. Andromaque was much more of a happy child at muggle school, then hogwarts, but at the age of ten that changed, she was attacked by one of her teachers. Beaten and left for dead. After this she became cold and bitter towards the world. And most resentful towards her father, for sending her there. In the end she almost killed the teacher that attacked her in her last year there, it was an accident, but she enjoyed it greatly. And this showed she was most defiantly not a squib.
Her father sent her a letter of congratulations, though it was only torn up and put in the fire. All the letters he sent her where ignored completely. When Andromaque got her letter to Hogwarts she was so excited, it was something she never thought would happen. Going to all the wizard shops where a real treats. And she loved ever second of it. As soon as she stepped foot into Hogwarts,it seemed strange, a new world opened up to her, full of dangers that she had never heard of before, as she was kept in the muggle world, and she was sure to tell her blood was pure, which did help a lot. Her bitter and cold view on the word seemed to change into something g much worse in her teenage years. On the holidays she would drink and smoke with her friends, partying, with the magic and muggles a like. She found it hard to adjust to the new life, as many people would talk about the light a dark sides, which really did irritate her.
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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: 2 and a bit years
HOW YOU FOUND US: Site jumping
OTHER CHARACTERS: None
RP SAMPLE:
Stepping slowly into the bright and very uninviting street Maëlle Salomée, pulled a large pear of brown sun glasses over her now almost coal black eyes. A total change from her normal bright and bold crimson ones. She looked in front of her down the busy street the crowds of people all seemed to be walking around her, like an invisible force field. But she knows it was because they could feel the sudden drop in temperature, she smiled to herself, she always found that amusing, it always happened on a hot day.
Walking down a long street like another passerby she kept her head down, her long blonde hair fell slightly in front of her face as she did, making a slight mask around her face. Her hopes to be invisible weren't working today; everyone was wearing bright clothes, that where obviously brought for summer, red, pink, orange yellow blue. Like a hole paint pallet being thrown at her all at once, she sneered, as someone got to close to her, and then growled loudly at them. As soon as she did she felt a harsh pain go through her throat she was hungry of course. Not feeding for a month straight really was not a good idea.
She pushed through the crowd with brute force, knowing that she may just kill someone passing her, and she didn’t want that, she was trying to be "good" going cold turkey, she had once heard someone say, giving the vegetarian option another go, she know it would never work. It never did. Making her was further out of the city and into more green land, she picked up her pace. And soon found her running through trees, and woodland. She could smell her lunch, not even twenty metres always, and a deer, how nice. Picking up speed slightly she found her prey, which seemed calm and waiting for her. She leapt forward elegantly missing the animal by an inch, it started to run. No matter though, Maëlle Salomée loved the thrill of the chase more than the kill.
The deer dashed effortlessly though trees, and bushes, and so did Maëlle Salomée, she chased the deer less than ten yards before she caught it and killed. She finished off her meal, without any trouble. She was just as clean as she had been when she first stepped outside. Taking off her glasses and placing them on top of her head she looked down at the mangled deer carcass. Smiled deviously and stated simply."The vegetarian life... a fun life it is". Then bounded off into the distance looking for more prey..
Walking down a long street like another passerby she kept her head down, her long blonde hair fell slightly in front of her face as she did, making a slight mask around her face. Her hopes to be invisible weren't working today; everyone was wearing bright clothes, that where obviously brought for summer, red, pink, orange yellow blue. Like a hole paint pallet being thrown at her all at once, she sneered, as someone got to close to her, and then growled loudly at them. As soon as she did she felt a harsh pain go through her throat she was hungry of course. Not feeding for a month straight really was not a good idea.
She pushed through the crowd with brute force, knowing that she may just kill someone passing her, and she didn’t want that, she was trying to be "good" going cold turkey, she had once heard someone say, giving the vegetarian option another go, she know it would never work. It never did. Making her was further out of the city and into more green land, she picked up her pace. And soon found her running through trees, and woodland. She could smell her lunch, not even twenty metres always, and a deer, how nice. Picking up speed slightly she found her prey, which seemed calm and waiting for her. She leapt forward elegantly missing the animal by an inch, it started to run. No matter though, Maëlle Salomée loved the thrill of the chase more than the kill.
The deer dashed effortlessly though trees, and bushes, and so did Maëlle Salomée, she chased the deer less than ten yards before she caught it and killed. She finished off her meal, without any trouble. She was just as clean as she had been when she first stepped outside. Taking off her glasses and placing them on top of her head she looked down at the mangled deer carcass. Smiled deviously and stated simply."The vegetarian life... a fun life it is". Then bounded off into the distance looking for more prey..
quoted from a character of mine on a diffrent site.
hope its ok
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OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
[/font]OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
while you live it up
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