Post by MONA CHARBONNEAU! on Jul 14, 2009 16:13:11 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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mona jane charbonneau[/CENTER]
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PAINTED FACES FILL ,
[/font]PAINTED FACES FILL ,
the spaces i can't reach
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NICKNAMES: 'plain jane', Ms. Charbonneau, Mona
AGE: 35
D.O.B.: June 15, 1974
ALLEGIANCE: neutral, but is leaning towards the Order
PROFESSION: Arithmancy Professor
WAND TYPE: Oak and Unicorn hair, 11"
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YOU KNOW THAT I ,
[/font]YOU KNOW THAT I ,
could use somebody
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EYE COLOUR: Grey
HEIGHT: 5'8"
WEIGHT: 130 lbs
BODY TYPE: Long and lean, few curves
VOICE: Sophisticated, precise; not one to mince her words. Strong and convicted, sharp when angered. Deeper than many female voices, with British accent.
PERSONAL STYLE: Mona enjoys the simple things most, and her attire conveys that well. Collared blouses with black/brown pants or skirts suit her best, and she's not the type to dress in a way deemed unlady-like. She dislikes sandals, saying that her feet are much too gross for them, and either wears pumps or boots, depending on the weather and other components of the outfit.
GENERAL DESCRIPTION: Since Mona tends to make all her own food from market-bought items, she is not apt to eating fatty foods and thus is of a healthy weight for being an impurity. Her status at the school means that she can afford some luxuries that others of her kind could not, including fashionable clothing and products to keep herself looking good. Her hair is often curled and cut just past her shoulders, but she either ties it up in a ponytail or keeps it together wth a headband. She is not one to doll herself up with cosmetics, saying that men prefer the natural look anyways. She gives an appearence and feel of elegant and higher class, in the hopes that these airs and her surname will fool those muggle hunters...
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AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
[/font]AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
and how you speak
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~ good food and drink
~ sitting by the fire with her cat, Roosevelt
~ thunderstorms
~ dancing
~ cooking her own food
CHARACTER DISLIKES:
~ Death Eaters
~ stuck-up students
~ being hexed for being a teacher
~ giving detention
~ unruly individuals
~ the government
~ having to put up with all these pure-blooded slobs
GOALS:
~ encourage students to take and like Arithmancy
~ perhaps throw a bit of Order propaganda in her lectures
~ live long enough to see this regime fall
~ prove dear old Dad wrong
BOGGART: Being fired from her teaching position, and thus her position of authority.
PATRONUS: When she first arrived to Beauxbatons Academy of Magic and away from her home.
DEMENTOR: When her father kicked her out of the house at the age of 26 for dating a muggle man.
AMORENTIA:
~ rain
~ vanilla
~ clean linen
~ red pepper
BASIC PERSONALITY:
~ strong
~ lady-like
~ determined
~ independent
~ manipulative
~ clever
~ noble
~ confident
~ courageous
~ stubborn
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COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
[/font]COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
under cover of the streets
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MOTHER: Mrs. Darlene Veronica Charbonneau (nee Davies)
BROTHER(S): Mr. Adam Paul Charbonneau (40)
SISTER(S): Mrs. Susanna Marie Huntington (32)
OTHER: n/a
BLOOD STATUS: Impurity (halfblood)
HOMETOWN: Marseille, France
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Glascow, Scotland
BIOGRAPHY: The Charbonneau family has been pure for generations, being an old and respected family in Marseille. William had married a half-blooded woman, under the trust that she was pureblooded as she claimed. He would have never known about his wife's deception until they has to retrieve records from the woman after a three-year old Mona fell terribly ill, just to make sure that the family had no history of serious illness. William, afterwards, began treating his children coldy; he provided for them, but showed very little affection unless they would cooperate with in in regards to hiding their true blood status. In other words, they would claim to be as pure as their father in front of those who asked. Mona refused, even from an early age, to lie to those who questioned her heritage, bearing the half-blood banner proudly. She was shipped off to school as soon as she was old enough and lavished in the free atmosphere there. No on seemed to care what she was, and most kids who went were the same as her. After graduation she worked as a tutor in the fine art of Arithmancy, she finding that she loved the subject dearly. She was hired as a professor at Hogwarts under the guise that she too was pure of pedigree, since the English had no record of her or her family.
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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: eight years at least
HOW YOU FOUND US: ...can't remember
OTHER CHARACTERS: Hermione Jean Granger
RP SAMPLE:
It was approximately 11:00 AM in the morning on a Saturday in the summer. The heat in the air was rising fast and most could already tell without the weatherman that it was going to be a scorcher. Many of the streetwalkers in the shopping district clung to shade under overhangs or went inside the shops just to escape the burning sun. Fortunately, it was a dry heat rolling in, and thus they did not have to worry about humidity and its habit of making those in it uncomfortable and sticky in their own skin.
It was on this day that a certain Hermione Granger had decided to re-enter the wizarding world which she had left so many years ago. After a brief dip into the pool of magic with Ronald Weasley and a period of seclusion afterwards, the young lady decided it was about time to get herself familiar with a world that she used to call her home. Diagon Alley had seened to be a fitting place to come back, considering it was where she too had started her journey back when she was eleven years old. Remembering the taps on the bricks from her childhood that opened up te magic world to her, Hermione entered as naive as she was back then.
The quaint shopping street, however, had changed considerabley since she had last been there back during her seventh year. The cobblestone roads and sidewalks were littered with the poor and destitute, particularlly around the entrance to Knockturn Alley. As she walked up the sidewalks and peered into the stores, she saw that the insides had changed only in what they sold. Perusing the wares in the bookstore, for instance, she discovered, in horror to her own principles, that most of the reading material had been censored and screened by the new system of government. Her strong sensibilities and demands for equality made such a blatant refusal of free press fire her u. However, she knew she could not riot in such a public place, lest she be recognized and arrested.
Walking a bit further from the bookstore, she found herself on the steps to Gringotts. She had no money stored here anymore, so there was little need to go in unless her curiousity go the better of her. Instead she stood and observed those entering. All looked decently affluent, and her keen eye noticed that this area of Diagon Alley was nicer than where she previously was. The men in charge keep this place clean and shoo the riff-raff away, Hermione thought, putting her hands in her jean pockets. No one she recognized, though...
It was on this day that a certain Hermione Granger had decided to re-enter the wizarding world which she had left so many years ago. After a brief dip into the pool of magic with Ronald Weasley and a period of seclusion afterwards, the young lady decided it was about time to get herself familiar with a world that she used to call her home. Diagon Alley had seened to be a fitting place to come back, considering it was where she too had started her journey back when she was eleven years old. Remembering the taps on the bricks from her childhood that opened up te magic world to her, Hermione entered as naive as she was back then.
The quaint shopping street, however, had changed considerabley since she had last been there back during her seventh year. The cobblestone roads and sidewalks were littered with the poor and destitute, particularlly around the entrance to Knockturn Alley. As she walked up the sidewalks and peered into the stores, she saw that the insides had changed only in what they sold. Perusing the wares in the bookstore, for instance, she discovered, in horror to her own principles, that most of the reading material had been censored and screened by the new system of government. Her strong sensibilities and demands for equality made such a blatant refusal of free press fire her u. However, she knew she could not riot in such a public place, lest she be recognized and arrested.
Walking a bit further from the bookstore, she found herself on the steps to Gringotts. She had no money stored here anymore, so there was little need to go in unless her curiousity go the better of her. Instead she stood and observed those entering. All looked decently affluent, and her keen eye noticed that this area of Diagon Alley was nicer than where she previously was. The men in charge keep this place clean and shoo the riff-raff away, Hermione thought, putting her hands in her jean pockets. No one she recognized, though...
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OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
[/font]OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
while you live it up
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