Post by Deleted on May 2, 2012 21:21:23 GMT -7
Belle RosaThorn
"Another head hangs lowly, child slowly taken. And the violence caused such silence."
Basic Character Info
Belle Rosa Thorn:
NICKNAME(S): Belle
AGE AND BIRTHDATE: 14, 10/31 (halloween O.o)
GENDER: Female
BLOOD STATUS: halfblood
AFFLIATION: bright side
HOUSE: Gryffindor
YEAR: 3
WAND TYPE:13 inches, pheonix feather, mahogony
NICKNAME(S): Belle
AGE AND BIRTHDATE: 14, 10/31 (halloween O.o)
GENDER: Female
BLOOD STATUS: halfblood
AFFLIATION: bright side
HOUSE: Gryffindor
YEAR: 3
WAND TYPE:13 inches, pheonix feather, mahogony
Physical Appearance
HEIGHT: 5'0"
WEIGHT:. 85 lb
GENERAL: Long blond hair, Jade green eyes, can usually be seen wearing something black and comfortable with a pair of jeans and combat boots.
PLAY BY:doesnt have one O.o Please note this is not a claim.)
WEIGHT:. 85 lb
GENERAL: Long blond hair, Jade green eyes, can usually be seen wearing something black and comfortable with a pair of jeans and combat boots.
PLAY BY:doesnt have one O.o Please note this is not a claim.)
Character Personal information
STRENGTHS: Stubborn, nice, helpful to otherss
WEAKNESSES: mute, stubborn, gets frustrated easily
QUIRKS OR HABITS: reading for fun, drawing, staying away from large crowds
BOGGART: The dark, the warden of the orphanage, defeats by turning the boggart into a candle.
PATRONUS: Memory: Seeing her mothers face.
Animal: a rabbit
LIKES: Rock music, Reading, Art
DISLIKES Crowds, people who draw attention to themselves, the smell of soap
PERSONALITY: Belle is a nice girl, although she can't speak, making it hard to do nice things for people. She has an adventurous side that not many people know about. She tries to stay away from crowds, they make her feel panicky and clausterphobic. Not many people get to know her.
FAMILY
Mother: Rosilani Thorn, witch, spells mistress, dead
Father: Joseph Thorn, muggle, Lawyer, dead
HISTORY When Belle was 3, her mother and father commited suicide directly infront of her. It's one of her earliest memories, one which caused her to become mute. She was taken to an orphanage for girls. She lived at the orphanage, given litle food and water daily, just enough to survive off of. The punishments were cruel and did more harm than good. The girls had to take care of each other as well as themselves from the Warden, an awful women who liked to mistreat people she saw as "underneath" her.
The letter from Hogwarts had come in through Belle's open window in the middle of summer. A gold and white owl had swooped in through the panes of glass that had been wedged open, and had nibbled on her fingers. The little nips had woken her up. She groggily looked up to see an owl, much to her shock, sticking out a leg towards her with a note tied around its leg.
Before Belle could retreave the note, the Warden shooed the owl from the room and tore up the paper without even reading it. The same process happened several times over the the next several weeks before a woman had come to visit her saying she wanted to adopt her. The woman was incredably nice, but as it turns out, she wasnt there to adopt Belle.
Instead, the woman told her about Hogwarts and that Belle was a witch. The girl had laughed at first, but when the woman had told her about occurances that had happened to other students before they knew magic, something clicked and she started believing the woman.
Belle still returns to the orphanage every summer between school years, yet to be adopted. She wishes she had a home with people who understood her, like Hogwarts. As much as the school was her home, she still didnt feel like she belonged. The teachers often tell her to think about the future, but she cant see herself with any kind of future...
Personal
ALIAS: Katie
AGE: 16
TIMEZONE: central
OTHER CHARACTERS: Nope. First one so far
RP EXPERIENCE: 1 1/4 years
WHERE DID YOU FIND US?: Airous: is a member of the site I am one of the admins for.
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:
Melanie felt Martin’s tears splash on her right cheek. Her dark lashes fluttered against her cheekbones as her eyes opened about halfway. Her body was almost completly numb, but she could feel the warmth and comfort of his arms as they carried her. She saw Martin looking down at her. A single tear dripped from the tip of his nose.
Her small frame wracked with pain as the knife wound in her side leaked the red blood that kept her alive onto the cold concrete pavement. She coughed, blood dripping down her chin from a trembling, pink bottom lip. She wanted to tell him something. Something she would have told him earlier if she hadnt been injured.
The robber had caught Melanie off-gaurd. She hadn't seen him until he had broken through her living room window and was barreling towards her at an impossible speed. She had guessed it had been a man, since the figure was built like one, and was very tall. He had stabbed a dagger into her side. She hadnt been able to stop the bleeding, thats why Martin was carrying her to the hospital. He had been with her when the robbery had taken place.
Slowly, Melanie reached up and cupped his left cheek in her right hand. She brushed her thumb across his cheekbone, wiping away another tear as it seeped from the corner of his cool blue eyes. Her breathing rattled, shallow and rough in her chest. She coughed again and whispered the three words she’d wanted to say earlier. The three words that meant everything, and changed everything. As the words, “I love you,” slipped through her lips, her hand slid from his cheek, dangling limply towards the ground.
AGE: 16
TIMEZONE: central
OTHER CHARACTERS: Nope. First one so far
RP EXPERIENCE: 1 1/4 years
WHERE DID YOU FIND US?: Airous: is a member of the site I am one of the admins for.
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:
Melanie felt Martin’s tears splash on her right cheek. Her dark lashes fluttered against her cheekbones as her eyes opened about halfway. Her body was almost completly numb, but she could feel the warmth and comfort of his arms as they carried her. She saw Martin looking down at her. A single tear dripped from the tip of his nose.
Her small frame wracked with pain as the knife wound in her side leaked the red blood that kept her alive onto the cold concrete pavement. She coughed, blood dripping down her chin from a trembling, pink bottom lip. She wanted to tell him something. Something she would have told him earlier if she hadnt been injured.
The robber had caught Melanie off-gaurd. She hadn't seen him until he had broken through her living room window and was barreling towards her at an impossible speed. She had guessed it had been a man, since the figure was built like one, and was very tall. He had stabbed a dagger into her side. She hadnt been able to stop the bleeding, thats why Martin was carrying her to the hospital. He had been with her when the robbery had taken place.
Slowly, Melanie reached up and cupped his left cheek in her right hand. She brushed her thumb across his cheekbone, wiping away another tear as it seeped from the corner of his cool blue eyes. Her breathing rattled, shallow and rough in her chest. She coughed again and whispered the three words she’d wanted to say earlier. The three words that meant everything, and changed everything. As the words, “I love you,” slipped through her lips, her hand slid from his cheek, dangling limply towards the ground.
