[OOC] Hogwarts: Before the War

[Fury Panda]

@Peridot sounds like a plan! Maybe chess rivals.

[Garden Gnome]

@Ejected

I'd like to think they are friends and get along fine since they are both in the dueling club and I don't see any reasons why they wouldn't like one another unless something untoward happens in the IC. As for Andreas, I would say they would be pretty good friends since they spend plenty of time together training and stuff as fellow team members and Heidi would always be trying to help get Andreas into things and activities because she knows that he is introverted so he would not initiate things on his own.

@Peridot
I definitely like that haha! It would be fun and interesting for them to be like friends, but when Quidditch season starts, they'll all turn on their game face and that's when the friendly ribbing starts! Seeker rivalry, ah what fun!

[Little Bill]

Working on Iorweth relations. I don't wanna be that guy who makes a loner character who's inexplicably friends with everyone, so we're looking at 1-2 close acquaintances, a bunch of strangers, and a handful of cat/owl/rat friends.

[Fury Panda]

@Ejected I think it would be interesting if they both just happened to enjoy a similar space for their away from other people time. Like the ____ corner of the library where they both know it's the most quite. They kind of just know each other from random comments, maybe chatted once or twice, but otherwise just know of each other by name/house/year/etc...

With Honey I would assume they wouldn't know each other. She's probably just the "cool" girl on the Slytherin team to him :P

[Peridot]

@Deadbeatwalking@MissCapnCrunch@KazAlkemi@Ejected@Elkhar@Garden Gnome@Aislynn@Fury Panda

Hey guys! Another update here - I have another exam coming up, so the IC won't be going live until at least the 12th. Sorry for yet another delay, and I promise I won't keep doing this, haha. Just a crazy week for me, I'm afraid. However, I've created a discord chat for us all, if that interests you guys!

@Typhon@NameUserOf@HushedWhispers@PhunkyPhoebe@TheHangedMan@SouffleGirl123@sassy1085@BlueSky44@Furiosa@BingTheWing
@PastelWriter@ZoeMcqueen95@Italicized@eldarionI@Fox

Would you guys be able to check in and let me know if you're still interested or not? It's just so I know for in the near future on whether to (maybe temporarily) close the applications when the IC launches. :)

[Ejected]

I'm still in. Joining the Discord, now!

[Fox]

I've updated the sheet as requested and included a faceclaim for the appearance that I'm hoping seems more fitting. Let me know if there's anything further that needs changing before he's accepted.

Konstantin Yeremeyev

Name:
Konstantin Yeremeyev

Nicknames:

Kostik or Kostya

Age:

Fourteen

Birthday:

22 September

Sex:

Male

Ethnicity:

Caucasian

Nationality:

Soviet born immigrant with French descent

School Year :

Fourth Year

Blood Status:

Muggleborn

Hogwarts House:

Gryffindor

Pet:

A pale grayish-brown Ural owl named Mir.

Boggart:

Konstantin's boggart presents itself as a faceless man with a gun pointed straight at him. Obviously this scenario would be panic inducing for just about anyone, but it immediately evokes his memories of nearly losing his father. When he uses the Riddikulus charm, the gun turns into a bunch of knotted balloons full of paint, each with the air being released from it. Not only is the flatulent noise amusing, but the balloons have the tendency to rush back into the face of the gunman, slapping him repeatedly and splattering the paint all over his otherwise featureless face.

Wand:

A splendid 12 and 3/4 inch wand of lustrous maple wood with a dragon heartstring core. Its sturdy make is complimented well by an eye catching finish and a fine sheen accentuates its spalted grain pattern.

Favorite Lesson:

Astronomy is Konstantin's favorite lesson. The familiarity of the subject reminds him of home (and gives him a bit of an advantage as well).

Least Favorite Lesson:

Konstantin is no fan of Herbology. Try as he might, no amount of effort could make a green thumb out of him. For a person with an affinity for the outdoors one might think he would be a natural when it comes to nature. While that isn't necessarily false, his enjoyment of said nature is significantly hindered by the task of classifying and cataloging the entire experience.

Extracurricular Activities:

Kostik maintains a busy timetable as he'd grown accustomed to at home. He is a chaser on the Gryffindor Quidditch team and spends a good amount of time on his stick developing his broomflying technique. Taking after his father, he's also an avid chess player and a regular member of the Wizard's Chess club. Beyond that, he leads dance and boxing lessons with the Athletics Club. They are open to anyone with interest, although attendance has been rather spotty since their initiation in his 2nd year.

Appearance:

It could be said that Konstantin spends just as much time outdoors as inside, though despite this claim he still manages to sport a pale visage. His hair is a light brown that frames his face neatly, his eyes bright; a sharp grey-blue. A straight, angular nose settles between his bright gaze, with thin lips hovering just under that. His skin is lightly adorned with freckles and, as is typical with teenagers, acne from time to time. He is admittedly self conscious about his smile, and generally won't smile with his teeth as they are notably crooked. Already having a fair amount of experience with growth spurts, he stands taller than most his age and having lead quite the active life thus far, his slender frame is subtly complimented by light musculature.

After his family's recent trip to New York City, Konstantin has taken a liking (read: borderline obsession) to American Greaser culture. When out of his robes, one might find him in a dark leather jacket paired with a neat white shirt tucked into a pair of jeans. He wears his hair a bit longer than most boys and squared off in the back. With his hands tucked away in his pockets and his gaze cast furtively into the distance, one might get the impression that he's an edgy rebel (albeit one with a cause).

Personality:

Composed of strong will and good intentions, Konstantin is a driven young man with a big heart that he follows often. He is compassionate towards others, especially those enduring hardships. Justice is a concept that drives and belies a decent portion of his behavior. He believes in retribution and rarely shies away from delivering it himself when the situation warrants. He's impressively ambitious and focused, but this is largely in part due to a consistent need for approval. Beneath the bravado lies a boy who craves attention and validation at every turn. One who lies in bed at night feeling more alone than he can comprehend. A boy whose exuded confidence is easily stripped away when he is hurt, and a boy who has been hurt often.

Konstantin's greatest fear is isolation. Growing up an only child to two busy parents, he's always struggled with feelings of loneliness. His busy schedule has always been something that keeps the thoughts of loneliness at bay, but if idle for too long he can find himself all but consumed by them. Having been at the wrong end of more than a fair share of ridicule throughout his life, Konstantin is thin skinned and will take criticism and insults to heart. As such he has naturally assumed the role of protector, rushing to the aid of those who need it. In these situations, he acts firsts and thinks little of it until met with the consequences.

Many of Kostya's viewpoints tend to skew leftward; towards tolerance and compassion for others. In his Muggle life he was never taught to believe that strong morals stem from a need for a higher power, but instead that you can be a good person of your own accord. In his opinion, the only truly immoral acts are those that intentionally negatively impact others. Bigotry, oppression, outright manipulation. These are the things that make his blood boil and he finds it near impossible to respect anyone who feels that the only way for them to rise to success is to bring others down in the process.

Backstory:

Having never realized his magical ability or any connection of his to the wizarding world, Konstantin had led a muggle's life until his visit from the Ministry, although it was always a very active one. Born to a French dance instructor and a Russian university professor, he was raised in a forested suburb of Leningrad an only child. His parents wanted nothing but the best for their son and did what they could to open up to him as many opportunities as they could afford. He grew up traveling often, frequently visiting palaces, monuments, and theaters. It was in the latter where he witnessed his mother in her element for the very first time, and watched wide-eyed as she gracefully flitted about the stage with a composure he'd never before seen. From that moment on he'd found himself practicing with his mother, who ecstatically began teaching him all that she could. Not long after, he began applying his techniques in another setting: gymnastics. The two combined disciplines worked to compliment one another greatly, but when the next school year rolled around, he and his interests were the subject of teasing. For two weeks straight he came home with a new set of scrapes and bruises from fist fights and bullying from other children. Fed up, his father delivered an ultimatum to Kostik's mother: Remove him from the classes or make time for him to be able to learn to defend himself as well. Having no intention to impede on her son's passions, his mother rearranged his schedule to accommodate for the new hobby. Weeks went by and the bullying continued, until finally Konstantin responded. He returned the months of beatings with little concern for much else but his idea of justice. Slowly, the bruises faded, but the memories were still fresh. They drove him to step into conflicts, and settle them deliberately, when other children were being bullied. This act in itself, along with a new found confidence, made Kostya a popular child.

Not long before he turned eight the family emigrated Westward to England, where his father took up work at another university. Leaving all of his friends from Soviet Russia to start what felt like an entirely new life was difficult for Kostya. His predominately Russian accent stood out among other students and the fact that he spoke strangely became something that more unpleasant boys tended to focus on. He did as his father taught him, but frequently found himself in heaps of trouble for his aggression. Konstantin felt more comfortable in the gym or dance studio than school. In those halls of effort and achievement people could care less about the way you spoke, so long as your experience was suitable. Throughout the transitioning period, he found himself growing much closer with his father as well. Always having spent the majority of his time with his mother, when Kostya began struggling in school, the tutoring from his father helped to strengthen the bond they shared. Once a weekend they took trips into the woods, hiking to a certain point then working on studying strategies for his success. In the open environment, Konstantin felt more relaxed, more receptive. During one such trip the pair experienced their first notable clash with magic.

Father and son pressed through tall grass on their way through a clearing, when a shot rang out in the distance. Suddenly Konstantin found himself leaning over his father as blood spread rapidly across the forest floor. A bullet intended for a deer some ways away struck the man through the shoulder and continued. Konstantin watched in horror as his father clutched at the gushing hole and fell, the blood already oozing into the dirt. They both screamed; one in agony, the other pure terror. Frantically looking back and forth, Kostya screamed for help, though no one responded. He looked to his father for advice, but the strong Russian man only groaned in pain. Somehow in the following moments with the build up of panicked concern manifesting, a miracle occurred. Konstantin placed a ginger hand over his father's, still clutching at the bullet hole, and instantly the bleeding ceased. The wound itself slowly closed, until all that remained was a disfigured lump. The pair stared on at one another in a mixture of disbelief and relief for quite some time, shocked into silence.

It wasn't something any of them understood. They weren't a religious family, but no one could deny that a legitimate miracle took place that day. The infamous "ah-ha!" moment came with the delivery of the invitation to Hogwarts. After seeing how magnificent of a gift magic could be firsthand, his parents were wholly supportive of this endeavor. With this introduction to the wizarding world Konstantin embarked on a path of all new, incredible possibilities. In the past three years at Hogwarts he has performed exceedingly well in his academic studies, though he's faced a few disciplinary problems in the wake of overt displays of discrimination and prejudice he's faced in his tenure thus far. The head of house, Professor Dumbledore, has had to intervene on multiple occasions. As he's explained it, among students and professors alike, the negativity they endorsed was bred from fear, fear fueled by a willful ignorance of the world around them. Blood purists were thoroughly misguided in their idea of Muggle blood making for a lesser wizard and even further so with the idea that Muggles themselves are a lesser species. However, to affect a change in their thinking, which would greatly benefit all of mankind, we ought to be exemplars; beacons illuminating and exposing the unsound, unethical, and unjust paradigms that form such thought. There certainly was a place for violence when protecting others, but ideas ought to be combated through vastly different means.

Extra:

Kostya's greatest strengths lie in physical activity. Dance, gymnastics, and boxing have been more than hobbies for him. These skills lend him a rather finely tuned sense of awareness spatially along with impressive endurance, both mentally and physically. Musically, he plays the piano skillfully. He was raised speaking Russian and French at home, learned English with his father before moving to England. Being trilingual has its perks every so often, but it can also serve as a particularly debilitating trait when trying to express and understand foreign concepts. He also comes from three entirely distinct worlds, Muggle Soviet Russia - his homeland, Muggle England - his home, and the wizarding world - the new world. This entailed learning three distinct cultures and eventually finding his own sense of identity somewhere in between.

Konstantin aims to transfer to the Wizarding Academy of Dramatic Arts (W.A.D.A) after completing his fifth year at Hogwarts. There he hopes to continue developing his art and his passion for it. If he can use dance as a platform to represent Muggles in the wizarding world, he'll have fulfilled what he feels to be his true calling.

NPCs:

Alexander Yeremeyev - A Russian born astrophysicist, Alexander gave up research for teaching when he discovered his wife was pregnant. He is already in his early fifties, but still has a young vigor about him. He is a remarkable instructor; strict, but patient, charismatic, and both well educated and well informed. Mr. Yeremeyev founded the very same intense work ethic within his son, that his father developed in him. The man speaks 5 languages, excels at piano, and is a widely recognized chess expert. The virtue he values above all others is that of persistent self-education, second only to independence, the aspiration toward freedom of self-expression and the finding of oneself in it.

Delphine Yeremeyev - A former ballerina who performed on many famous stages, Delphine is a beautiful French woman who has aged exceptionally well. Now in her early forties, though she looks to be no older than thirty, she teaches various dance styles to advanced students at a major dance studio. She carries herself with a certain dignity, self-assurance maybe, that makes her stand out in a crowd. She's brilliant, cultured, and full of passion for life. Somehow, she manages to convey all of that and more when she's dancing. Some breathtaking, awe inspiring thing takes hold of you when you see it. She has always been wonderfully supportive of both her son and her husband, but still manages to maintain her own interests as well. She is a musician as well, having fallen in love with the violin at a young age and she speaks 4 languages. She is very well organized and passed on her exceptional time management skills to her son.

Worked hard on this. Hope you enjoy it. Inspiration was drawn from here, btw.

Traipsing Trolls

Feeling lonesome and missing home, Konstantin was ambling through the corridors near the Gryffindor common room early in his first year when he happened upon an enormous tapestry - another of this moving art the school seemed to be chock full of. Always having been fond of art, he had made sure to take special notice as he found them. Oftentimes the paintings hanging among the corridors were the only "people" he had to talk to and while he felt a tad silly at first, he grew to enjoy these interactions. This tapestry in particular, one which he'd come to call the Stampeding Troll Tapestry, caught a good deal more of his attention than usual though. It featured a troupe of tremendous trolls teetering about in frilly tutus and pink ballet slippers. Each had a club in hand, some of bone and others of stone, and were taking increasing delight in clobbering a cowering man standing in the clearing with them. He chuckled softly to himself as he watched, moving from side to side occasionally to get a better view. A sharp pang of homesickness washed over him as his thoughts drifted towards his mother. He knew she, perhaps more than anyone, would get a kick out of this and possibly even derive some inspiration as she was wont to do.

The trolls all slowly came to a stop - much to the relief of the wizard among them - as the soft blubbering of the boy standing in front of them grew. Tears streamed down his face as he thought of the long year he'd be spending away from his mother and father. More than anything he just wanted to feel their presence, but how could he so far from home? As he turned and wiped his eyes with his sleeve he saw an image slowly crystallizing in front of him. As if out of nowhere, a door he hadn't noticed earlier stood before him. Curiosity bubbled behind his sadness and he reached a hand out gingerly towards its handle. He gently pushed the door open and was immediately greeted by the sound of classical music. He pushed his way inside as the sadness made way for the emerging interest.

He soon was in a spacious room with mirrors upon all the walls. It was dance studio, he quickly realized. In a corner sat a record player playing a light melody that beckoned him to accompany it. His eyes ventured upward and found that he was staring directly into the night sky. Galaxies expanded before his very eyes and stars stretched as far as his imagination could comprehend. Immediately he recognized many of his favorite constellations, the very ones his father had shown him in his telescope, but here they were closer. Much closer. As if the Earth itself had risen to meet the heavens. He was in awe as the stars seemed to twinkle at him. The music in the background was growing more intense, building to a crescendo that pumped the room full of a heady atmosphere.

Without even realizing it, the boy was swaying, feet shuffling and twisting as his hips shifted. His elbows slipped through the air rhythmically and his knees were soon following suit. His movement was simultaneously sporadic yet fluid. One moment he was jumpy, the next flowing seamlessly. The music took on a life of its own and the dance was just as lively. Soon he was somersaulting across the floor before coming to a sudden halt at the very tip of his toes; fingers splayed and arms spread wide behind him like a pair of wings, while his back arched backwards. His weight shifted smoothly as he bent backwards until his hands met the parquet floor beneath him. A smile broke out across his face as he imagined his mother beside him, running through the choreography and tapping a steady cadence. A toe, pointed towards the open sky above, swung upwards through the air, quickly followed by the opposite foot. He sprung from his hands onto his feet and used the momentum to propel himself into another back-flip. As his hands found the floor again he powered his legs towards them, ready to use the gathered momentum. In a dazzling moment he was oncemore airborne, twisting gracefully with dizzying flair. Like a leaf catching the wind, Kostya bounded across the room feeling free from his inhibitions. His feet traced intricate patterns as his arms struck out in rhythm. The moon above shone brighter upon the scene, it seemed, as the drama he'd rendered expressed itself on his makeshift stage. He saw himself in the mirrors, his body contorting into various forms, spinning wildly, leaping fluidly. All around him otherworldly lights of vivid, rich colors were cascading downwards. It was the most glorious thing he'd ever witnessed and certainly the most fantastic thing he'd ever participated in. He felt something in the air, like the marriage of Earth and Sky was occurring there in that very room.

It was some time before he had erupted from the room, but his cheeks, reddened from effort and moistened by sweat, bore none of the sullen look with which he'd entered the room. He spared a glance at the tapestry once more and could have sworn he'd seen a pair of the trolls nod knowingly in approval. Before, that is, they resumed clubbing the poor fellow cowering between them.

[Peridot]

@Fox

Looks good! He's accepted, and you can put him in the characters tab. :)

[mickilennial]

I’ve tried a “Potter” roleplay only once before, but I’d like to say this looks pretty excellent enough for me to try to write a character in the fandom again. Dead can tell you all about my OOC issues and IC strengths, I’m sure. But I’ll be adapting something for this and thinking long and hard about it. Props for what you’ve put together.

[Peridot]

@Inkarnate

Thankyou, and we're happy to have you! Looking forward to seeing your character! :D

[Peridot]

@Deadbeatwalking@MissCapnCrunch@KazAlkemi@Ejected@Elkhar@Garden Gnome@Aislynn@Fury Panda@Typhon@NameUserOf@HushedWhispers@PhunkyPhoebe@TheHangedMan@SouffleGirl123@sassy1085@Furiosa@BingTheWing@PastelWriter@ZoeMcqueen95@Italicized@eldarionI@Fox@Inkarnate

IC is live! There are currently four compartments for your characters be inside, with four seats to each one. I'll open up more compartments if more people send in CSs, but we're at four for now.

I'm not planning on having the train journey last very long in terms of real life time, so in about two weeks I'll be forcing the story forward onto Hogwarts whether people have posted or not - but please do! This is a great chance to get into your character's shoes, and write a bit more about their interactions with the other characters. :)

So far we have Eva, Honey, and Andreas in Compartment 1. Ali will be in Compartment 2.

[mickilennial]

Elizabeth Birkenhead

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Eʟɪᴢᴀʙᴇᴛʜ Bɪʀᴋᴇɴʜᴇᴀᴅ

_{i'm weary all the time, the time
so weary all the time}

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Name
Elizabeth Birkenhead

Age
14

Birthday
January 22nd

Sex
Female

Ethnicity
Korean, Anglo-Saxon

Nationality
British

Blood Status
Half-Blood
_{The Birkenhead family hails from the County Palatine of Chester, a region bordering northernmost Wales – a fact several centuries of wizards have taken claim to. Elizabeth is the third in the current crop of Birkenheads to attend Hogwarts, though her elder cousins have defiantly and bluntly told her that she is a “Birkenhead in Name Only” among other harsh comments that she is personally not very fond of. That said, her father has told her countless times that he’s proud of her and looks forward to what she’ll achieve at Hogwarts.}

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School Year
Fourth Year

Hogwarts House
Ravenclaw

Pet
Mouse
_{Elizabeth has a mischievous companion named Morgause, whom has caused trouble for others at times. It’s distinct hatred for cats is notorious to the point it goes out of its way “pranking” them (such as defecating in their food dish) to humorous affect.}

Boggart
Spiders
_{—or particularly arachnids of the ‘black widow’ variety. Elizabeth’s fears materialize into a giant black widow that personifies her fear of danger and her personal connection to alchemy. It not only represents her fear of dangerous creatures, but the dangers of alchemy, and so much more. When charmed, wings sprout out of its back that it cannot control, sending it flying as every impact it makes is resounded with the sound of a sharp comical 'squeak'.}

Wand
Willow, Unicorn Hair, 9¾”, Pliable
_{“Willow is an uncommon wand wood with healing power, and I have noted that the ideal owner for a willow wand often has some (usually unwarranted) insecurity, however well they may try and hide it. While many confident customers insist on trying a willow wand (attracted by their handsome appearance and well-founded reputation for enabling advanced, non-verbal magic) my willow wands have consistently selected those of greatest potential, rather than those who feel they have little to learn. It has always been a proverb in my family that he who has furthest to travel will go fastest with willow.”}

Favourite Lesson
Potions
_{With a keen scientific mind, Elizabeth has taken well to alchemy whilst attending Hogwarts. She enjoys the process of potion-making so much that she takes to it in her spare time to an amount meeting excess. Elizabeth’s skill in alchemy might put her in the top rankings in her class, perhaps even beyond some of the upperclassmen.}

Least Favourite Lesson
Flying
_{Next to dueling, Flying is most likely Elizabeth’s bane of existence. It isn’t that the intricacies of flying are difficult for her, but rather that the anxieties of flying make the experience absolutely unbearable. One of her classmates once asked her why this was the case to which she explained everything that could go wrong during flying and the penalties for falling from several kilometers in the sky. She’s not a fan.}

Extracurricular Activities
Magical Theory, and Ancient Studies
_{Elizabeth’s book-smart and methodical nature does well in discussions and readings revolving around both Magical Theory and Ancient Studies (the study of Celtic druids and their ways is fascinating!).}

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Appearance
Elizabeth descends from three primary ethnic groups, though it is clear that she takes more after her South Korean mother than her largely Euro-centric father given her long flowing black hair, light complexion, and soft features. In fact, Phineas Birkenhead once remarked that she looks exactly like her mother to the point it gives him nervous flushes of anxiety upon just seeing his daughter grow. However, as much as she is like her mother, she is not absentee from her paternal traits such as her height scaling at 5’6” (her mother was 5’2” as an adult) and her lighter eyes that express the same sadness and lucidity as her father as opposed to her mother’s robust unflinching natural expressiveness.

Such as her personality, Elizabeth’s appearance is generally conservative rather than liberal. Her hair is neat whether it is long-flowing or strewn in a ponytail.

Personality
Elizabeth is at the core, an introvert; quiet, constantly in thought, socially awkward, and ultimately prefers her books over socializing with groups of people in general. But Elizabeth isn’t elitist, self-absorbed, or pretentious in the slightest and generally actually does like people as evident by her shows of kindness and respect for pretty much every student in Hogwarts. Despite the shadow of the incidents that led into war when she was a child hanging over Hogwarts she prefers to look at things optimistically and goes by a philosophy that humanity as a whole is inherently good. This can seem naïve to her more cynical and outspoken classmates, but even the most condescending remark won’t change her disposition or beliefs. This trait, her conviction, is probably her strongest aspect of her personality and likely one of her most alluring. If Elizabeth is anything to go by it is clear that introverted and shy does not equate to weak and toothless.

However, Elizabeth will not remain completely silent in the shadow of adversity; she’s opinionated, slightly sarcastic, logical, and pedantic. If she sees something as wrong she will kindly remark it and confront it with a passion that isn’t expected from Elizabeth’s bookish nature. However, if she does offend someone with her stances she will be sure to resort to apologetic accords as she hates it when she does react unkindly; sometimes she forgets herself and hates how her train of thought can become overzealous towards others. This is especially so when situations escalate into physical aggression, a form of expression that intimidates Elizabeth beyond anything else and in the face of it might freeze out of anxiety or fear. She’ll try to be an arbiter, but when that fails she is afraid of the violence that could come out reeling from an encounter.

Backstory
Elizabeth is the product of the love between a wizard by the name of Phineas Birkenhead and a muggle by the name of Sojung Hyeong. However, Elizabeth has little to no knowledge about her birth mother due to the fact that she was raised, for the most part, exclusively by her father with very rare occasions where he’d be willing to talk about Sojung for a period that was substantial. But given that connection that was mired in mystery Elizabeth has always had a quiet curiosity about her mother and what exactly happened to her. Beyond that her childhood pretty much was one that was formulaic by wizarding world terms; she was discovered to have the same gifts as her father and was admitted in the same fashion that he had been in his youth.

Her attendance at Hogwarts was a testament to her personality with her studious, quiet, and kind nature resulting her assignment into the same house her father had been part of in his youth: Ravenclaw. The definition of Elizabeth and who she would become was generally echoed in sentiments in reference to her father, a fact that she grew to detest as she felt that she was more than the daughter of Phineas Birkenhead and an individual of all her own; she wanted to prove that, no matter how close she mirrored her father. However, such respect would be difficult given Phineas long stretch of accomplishments and no matter how much she excelled the comparison would be difficult to shake completely.

Extra

Writing Prompt

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Eʟɪᴢᴀʙᴇᴛʜ Bɪʀᴋᴇɴʜᴇᴀᴅ

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This is just my luck, in’t?

Elizabeth Birkenhead sighed as she made her way through the halls of Hogwarts, her mind utterly distracted to the point she wasn’t even paying attention where she was going.

Somewhere between her studies and ensuring that Morgause stayed out of trouble – ala not becoming cat chow – Elizabeth had misplaced something very dear to her and at the worst possible moment. Had she not been reminded that it was missing from her neck by an observant classmate, she would have likely not realized until morning and would have been in a much greater panic. Though, this was not to say she was calm at the moment, either. She had gone over her entire routine in the last twenty-four hours like a hawk over fourteen times, methodically looking over every corner and shadow for where she could’ve dropped her mother’s locket. Some might’ve called her crazy or obsessed. And while they were not incorrect in the latter category, Elizabeth had an attachment to that one memento that others really didn’t have. Elizabeth’s mother had died when she was relatively young, leaving her to be raised by her father by his lonesome. That locket was really the only thing she had to remember her by; she couldn’t bear to lose it.

She couldn’t be able to sleep without it. Hell, she wouldn’t.

Suddenly, as if answering Elizabeth’s wants and desires, there was a door. A door that Elizabeth nearly passed. As she turned to face the door she raised a brown, mouth slightly open in bewilderment. The door wasn’t one she had entered in search of her lost locket nor was it a door that was there in the first place. But here it was, staring at her like a deer caught in the headlights. Could her locket be behind this door?

It had to be.

Bada Bing. Bada Boom.

[MissCapnCrunch]

@DeadbeatWalking Morris must be a long lost cousin of Joanne

[Peridot]

@Inkarnate

Accepted! You can pop her in the character tab and post in the IC when you're ready. :)

[Apoalo]

*pokes head inside the ooc*

Still taking people's application s? :)

[Fox]

Peridot says we're still taking new characters for now. Just be sure to read through the OOC carefully. There have been a few announcements that may help you along.

[Peridot]

@Apoalo

Yes, applications are still open! Feel free to submit a character. :)

[Fox]

Relationship sheet below. Check it out and see if you have anything against the dynamics I have in mind.

@KazAlkemi@Aislynn: Doesn't need to be mutual, but I've included you two as best friends for Konstantin. All three characters share enough similarities that it seems as though they'd make for a fun trio.

Character Relationship Key

Dating - n/a

Crush - Heidi Keller, Honey Weaver

Best Friend - Kendall Price, Aibhlinn Lynch

Friends - Heidi Keller, Andreas Weaver

Acquaintance - Adrian Crawford, Honey Weaver, Amit Patil, Elizabeth Birkenhead, Eva Flint

Stranger -
Beverly Anne Scott, Iorweth Caradog, Alistair Flint

Rival - TBD
Enemy - TBD

[MissCapnCrunch]

@Fox

Hopefully can change that through out the course of the roleplay ^^

[Fox]

@MissCapnCrunch, that's definitely the plan. I don't know what Peridot has as far as plot elements are concerned, but I'm certain that we'll have further interaction IC. I'm actually hoping that Konstantin's recent trip to the US and his subsequent cultural appropriation, might make for a fun exchange between him and Bev.