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Name:
Aella Persephone Strand
Gender:
Female
Age:
16
Year:
6th
Blood:
Muggleborn
House:
Good
Pet:
The young female fancy rat, Copper, has just recently become a companion to Aella after her previous rats died of old age. Copper is extremely friendly and enjoys licking people's fingers, especially after they eat. She likes to climb onto shoulders, but she will only climb onto a stranger's shoulder from Aella's shoulder. When Aella is around, Copper tends to brux - a sound rats make by grinding their teeth together: it's a healthy way for a rat to show their affection. Copper likes to cuddle with Aella during the day, often sleeping in a pocket or cuddling against Aella's collarbone.
Silver, Copper's littermate and closest rat-pal, is more shy and reserved than her fellow rat. She prefers to only be on Aella and usually refuses to go on a stranger's shoulder. She doesn't brux as much as her sister, but instead happens to lick more often. Silver likes to perch on Aella's shoulder and underneath her hair. When Silver sleeps, she unusually enjoys cuddling with a tiny, stuffed teddy bear. When sleeping, she tends to chew a little on the teddy bear.
Electives:
-Alchemy
-Apparition
-Care of Magical Creatures
-Apparition
-Care of Magical Creatures
Clubs:
-Magical Creatures Club
-Astronomy Club
-Astronomy Club
Boggart:
A Drunk Man
Ever since her mother's relapse, Aella finds herself terrified of the idea of drunk people and is often uncomfortable around them. But even more so, she is terrified of drunk men due to having watched many true crime shows with men being the perpetrators.
Best Class:
Astronomy, Herbology, Care of Magical Creatures, Potions
Worst Class:
Defense Against the Dark Arts, Transfiguration, Charms, Arithmancy, Flying
Patronus:
Amortentia:
Crisp, fresh air|the smell of the forest after rain|the warm burn of a far away campfire|flowers|
Wand:
Springy, Hemlock wood, Unicorn hair, 13 ½ inches
Aella's wand is not too flexible and not too rigid, instead a medium springiness that leads it to be mildly challenging to lean and cast and have a mild power. The Hemlock wood is, just like the flexibility, nothing extraordinary. Instead, the Hemlock wood makes the wand quick to take action and react and does quite well at stirring potions, but ends at there. The Unicorn hair, quite ironically, is good at making supple wands compatible with Charms and Transfiguration - both things happening to fall under Aella's worst classes. The length, while on the longer side, is nothing to talk about either. It is not incredibly short or incredibly long. Just simple and ordinary.
Strengths:
-Quick at drawing wand
-Can learn potions, plants, and creatures easily
-Can learn potions, plants, and creatures easily
Weaknesses:
-Is inefficient in spellwork
-Does not grasp a spell easily
-Spells often don’t work
-Does not grasp a spell easily
-Spells often don’t work
Personality:
For Aella's whole life, she had been on the outside, looking into the window at others. Yes, she was friendly and warm, sympathetic and empathetic, but her awkwardness and inability to communicate well without coming off as weird or annoying usually turned people away. Her strict adherring to the rules and general fear of everything led to others thinking her a bore. So, instead, she dove into her studies, not having surfaced from her education since the second grade of primary school. She became the rock for her friends, a reliable rock that was always there in the corner, but never approached unless needed. She was the paper weight whose only purpose was to hold the papers down. Nevertheless, Aella is loyal, always the shoulder to cry on, and always willing to give advice, though half the time she has no idea what she is talking about; a gentle hand to guide to the light, but remains in the dark. And so, she filled her time with hardwork and perfecting every homework assignment, to the last letter.
When alone, Aella was even more of a mess. Every time she looked into a mirror, insecurity stabbed her in the gut; every time she made a decision, she regretted it. She became cynical and pessimistic, believing that humans didn't have the capabilities to care for others, only themselves. As if to prove her point, people walked over her as if she were a welcome mat, but, to their credit, she never stood up for herself. She was submissive, did everything everyone expected her to do, she was easily discouraged by others and completely dependent on her peers to determine her self-worth. She was always tense and timid, expecting the worse to happen. Aella was neurotic and anxious to the max, always going over in her head the worst case scenario - it got so bad sometimes, that she would become sick from her anxiety and throw up. And despite her hidden desire of being idolized by others, she became a conformist and a coward. Even though she was brimming with opinions, she kept her mouth shut and went along with whatever people told her to do. She ran from confrontation and everything else. Aella put effort into blending in with everyone else, becoming a forgetful face. However, there were moments when her clumsy nature would expose her to her peers, set her apart if only momentarily. It is easy to guess that Aella is depressed, often crying when no one is looking and cursing her bad luck. When she discovered she was a witch, Aella turned to superstitions, hoping she could change her luck, but so far the six years have been fruitless.
When alone, Aella was even more of a mess. Every time she looked into a mirror, insecurity stabbed her in the gut; every time she made a decision, she regretted it. She became cynical and pessimistic, believing that humans didn't have the capabilities to care for others, only themselves. As if to prove her point, people walked over her as if she were a welcome mat, but, to their credit, she never stood up for herself. She was submissive, did everything everyone expected her to do, she was easily discouraged by others and completely dependent on her peers to determine her self-worth. She was always tense and timid, expecting the worse to happen. Aella was neurotic and anxious to the max, always going over in her head the worst case scenario - it got so bad sometimes, that she would become sick from her anxiety and throw up. And despite her hidden desire of being idolized by others, she became a conformist and a coward. Even though she was brimming with opinions, she kept her mouth shut and went along with whatever people told her to do. She ran from confrontation and everything else. Aella put effort into blending in with everyone else, becoming a forgetful face. However, there were moments when her clumsy nature would expose her to her peers, set her apart if only momentarily. It is easy to guess that Aella is depressed, often crying when no one is looking and cursing her bad luck. When she discovered she was a witch, Aella turned to superstitions, hoping she could change her luck, but so far the six years have been fruitless.
Likes:
-Southern Sweet Tea
-Baked Alaska
-Ice cream (favorite flavors: Neapolitan, Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough, Green Tea, Pistachio, Butter Pecan)
-Root Beer
-Root Beer Float
-Animals
-Stars
-Lapidary
-Reading (Favorite Authors: Edgar Allan Poe and Dr. Suess)
-Origami
-Puzzles/Sudoku
-Baked Alaska
-Ice cream (favorite flavors: Neapolitan, Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough, Green Tea, Pistachio, Butter Pecan)
-Root Beer
-Root Beer Float
-Animals
-Stars
-Lapidary
-Reading (Favorite Authors: Edgar Allan Poe and Dr. Suess)
-Origami
-Puzzles/Sudoku
Dislikes:
-Alcohol
-Tobacco
-Breaking Rules
-Strong Perfume/Cologne
-Risks
-Juice
-Breakfast Food
-Breakfast for lunch/dinner
-Food touching other food
-Wearing socks without shoes
-Her toes touching each other (She has to wear toe socks)
-Flat Soda
-Spiders
-Tobacco
-Breaking Rules
-Strong Perfume/Cologne
-Risks
-Juice
-Breakfast Food
-Breakfast for lunch/dinner
-Food touching other food
-Wearing socks without shoes
-Her toes touching each other (She has to wear toe socks)
-Flat Soda
-Spiders
Fears:
-Being embarrassed
-Failing
-Being a disappointment
-Being alone
-Clowns
-Dolls
-Ghosts
-Needles
-Rejection
-Roller coasters
-Spiders
-Buried alive
-Failing
-Being a disappointment
-Being alone
-Clowns
-Dolls
-Ghosts
-Needles
-Rejection
-Roller coasters
-Spiders
-Buried alive
Hobbies:
-Lapidary
-Star Gazing
-Reading
-Origami
-Puzzles/Sudoku
-Star Gazing
-Reading
-Origami
-Puzzles/Sudoku
Biography:
Aella was born and raised in Palatka, Florida. It was a nobody town that nobody has ever heard of, but Aella liked the smallness of it all. She was the third child to muggle parents John and Karen and she had two older sisters, Clio and Thalia who were six and seven years older than her. While her family was always close, and she was closer to them than anybody else in her life, Aella always felt like she was too different than the family - too young, too immature at the moment. While Clio and Thalia were best friends, Aella sought friendship with rats. She started raising rats from a young age, and by the age of eight, she had six female rats.
Around the age of nine, Aella's mother began drinking heavily. Aella didn't really understand much of what was going on since her family neglected to tell her, but it felt as if the family was breaking apart. Aella dove into anime, reading, and rats to escape the whole ordeal. The eldest sister, Thalia, began fighting with her mother - this wasn't so much of a surprise, since the two were too alike to not fight, but it was starting to escalate. Until one day, Karen kicked Thalia out of the house during the summer. For a month, Thalia was forced to find refuge with her friends, only sixteen years old. During the night, sometimes Thalia would break into the house and chill with her friends in the basement. Clio knew about it, but had steadily grown more distant towards her sister, often times staying at a friend's house when she knew Thalia was coming over. This left Aella alone, knowing that her sister was drinking and smoking down in the basement while her parents slept.
Meanwhile, her mother's drinking hadn't been getting any better. Aella had been in her room, reading a Dr. Seuss book, when her mother came in, slurring and stumbling. Aella tried to ignore her, and her father had to drag her mother out of her room and into the hallway; Aella shut the door and locked it. It was only minutes later when she heard shouting and Aella peeked her head out of the door - her mother was rummaging through the pantry which was just down the hall and her father was trying to pull her away. Aella quickly closed the door and huddled on her bed, trying to close the sounds out, when Clio came into the room with a popcorn bowl. But instead of popcorn, there were pill bottles. Clio urged Aella to hide it and, on hands and knees, Aella stuck it underneath her bed and sat up just before her mother came bursting into the door. Aella couldn't make out what her mother was saying anymore, her words were so slurred, but all she could hear was her father on the phone telling someone that his wife had swallowed pills and he needed help. The ambulance came and went, Aella's father and mother with it. Aella tossed and turned until one in the morning until she went downstairs into her sister's room and climbed into bed with her.
After that night, Aella's mother went to rehab for a couple of months and came back better. Thalia was allowed back into the house, and harmony was restored. But Aella came out of the ordeal tenser and more reclusive than before. Soon enough, she got her letter to Salem Witches' Institute - baffling her mother and father - and started to attend. There, she didn't have much luck with friends, and after her first year there, Aella had fallen into a depression. When she arrived home for the summer, she was sent to therapy where they realized that she might have clinical anxiety and depression. She was put on pills and then whisked back to school. During her second year, Thalia changed drastically. She had gotten pregnant with her ex-fiance, partied too hard, and had a tobacco addiction. She lacked responsibility, something that Clio possessed, and Aella realized that she had two options: become like Thalia or like Clio. She chose Clio, setting her on the path of a cautious girl who took no risks in life. By the time Aella came back home after her second year, Thalia had been diagnosed with bipolar disorder. It was in the beginning months of her third year at Salem when Thalia had her son, Cal, and given full custody over to her parents. Despite being now in her twenties, Thalia was going in no direction, was living at home with her parents, and could not provide emotionally or financially for her child. The stress put on Aella's mother who desperately tried to get Thalia on track led Karen to a familiar comfort that would solve her problems. Alcohol. And, going into her sixth year, not much has changed - Karen Strand was still an alcoholic, Thalia was still a deadbeat mother, Clio had distanced herself from the family, and John Strand was barely staying in the marriage.
Around the age of nine, Aella's mother began drinking heavily. Aella didn't really understand much of what was going on since her family neglected to tell her, but it felt as if the family was breaking apart. Aella dove into anime, reading, and rats to escape the whole ordeal. The eldest sister, Thalia, began fighting with her mother - this wasn't so much of a surprise, since the two were too alike to not fight, but it was starting to escalate. Until one day, Karen kicked Thalia out of the house during the summer. For a month, Thalia was forced to find refuge with her friends, only sixteen years old. During the night, sometimes Thalia would break into the house and chill with her friends in the basement. Clio knew about it, but had steadily grown more distant towards her sister, often times staying at a friend's house when she knew Thalia was coming over. This left Aella alone, knowing that her sister was drinking and smoking down in the basement while her parents slept.
Meanwhile, her mother's drinking hadn't been getting any better. Aella had been in her room, reading a Dr. Seuss book, when her mother came in, slurring and stumbling. Aella tried to ignore her, and her father had to drag her mother out of her room and into the hallway; Aella shut the door and locked it. It was only minutes later when she heard shouting and Aella peeked her head out of the door - her mother was rummaging through the pantry which was just down the hall and her father was trying to pull her away. Aella quickly closed the door and huddled on her bed, trying to close the sounds out, when Clio came into the room with a popcorn bowl. But instead of popcorn, there were pill bottles. Clio urged Aella to hide it and, on hands and knees, Aella stuck it underneath her bed and sat up just before her mother came bursting into the door. Aella couldn't make out what her mother was saying anymore, her words were so slurred, but all she could hear was her father on the phone telling someone that his wife had swallowed pills and he needed help. The ambulance came and went, Aella's father and mother with it. Aella tossed and turned until one in the morning until she went downstairs into her sister's room and climbed into bed with her.
After that night, Aella's mother went to rehab for a couple of months and came back better. Thalia was allowed back into the house, and harmony was restored. But Aella came out of the ordeal tenser and more reclusive than before. Soon enough, she got her letter to Salem Witches' Institute - baffling her mother and father - and started to attend. There, she didn't have much luck with friends, and after her first year there, Aella had fallen into a depression. When she arrived home for the summer, she was sent to therapy where they realized that she might have clinical anxiety and depression. She was put on pills and then whisked back to school. During her second year, Thalia changed drastically. She had gotten pregnant with her ex-fiance, partied too hard, and had a tobacco addiction. She lacked responsibility, something that Clio possessed, and Aella realized that she had two options: become like Thalia or like Clio. She chose Clio, setting her on the path of a cautious girl who took no risks in life. By the time Aella came back home after her second year, Thalia had been diagnosed with bipolar disorder. It was in the beginning months of her third year at Salem when Thalia had her son, Cal, and given full custody over to her parents. Despite being now in her twenties, Thalia was going in no direction, was living at home with her parents, and could not provide emotionally or financially for her child. The stress put on Aella's mother who desperately tried to get Thalia on track led Karen to a familiar comfort that would solve her problems. Alcohol. And, going into her sixth year, not much has changed - Karen Strand was still an alcoholic, Thalia was still a deadbeat mother, Clio had distanced herself from the family, and John Strand was barely staying in the marriage.
Theme Song:
“I know I suck at all things magical, but I’m pretty sure I’m a beast at legilimency when it comes to Addie. Pretty sure she is, too. One look at each other and we know. It’s a bit relieving to have someone I can tell everything without worrying about being stepped on. She gets it, I guess, would be the simple way of putting it. She’s my best friend.”
Ariadne and Aella became friends through mutual survival. They were always the leftovers in classes and so, through a silent mutual agreement, they became partners. And by the end of second year, they were best friends. They even joined Astronomy club together – sometimes, they just like to lie on the floor of their dorm room and stare at the ceiling stars. And during projects or hanging around in the more public areas, they share laughs over people’s unfortunates. While Aella doesn’t like seeking out friendships much, she knows that Ariadne is a one of a kind best friend. She feels indebted to her sometimes for being there for her so much and she sees Ariadne as her rock. Aella would do anything for Ariadne and harbors a fierce loyalty towards her; she would follow Ariadne to the depths of Hell if she needed to.
“She’s a conceited rich girl. Though, I guess I really shouldn’t say that, should I? God, I hope it never gets around to her that I said that. But it’s true! I bet her daddy buys everything for her too. She’s always mouthing off with that acidic sarcasm.”
In truth, Aella doesn’t really know Aurelia. They used to be in Care of Magical Creatures class together and Aella would always overhear Aurelia talking to someone and had made quick judgments based off of it. Despite not knowing her, Aella doesn’t like her due to her dislike of people who step over others. However, she would never tell this to Aurelia’s face, of course. She scares her a little.
“I don’t really talk to her, much. But I’ve noticed her before. Quite the mother hen she is, isn’t she? We’re both in Magical Creatures club – she’s rather good at taking care of things. Maybe she’ll become a healer or mediwitch?”
Aella admires Hestia for her ability to take care of others thoughtlessly and selflessly. She wishes that she could do that to, instead of helping others and expecting something in return, then becoming bitter when she doesn’t receive it. The fact that Hestia is able to offer things without expecting anything back while remaining optimistic.
“She’s a life savior, that’s what she is. Echo has helped me pass so many tests in Charms. I would have dropped out without her! But…she makes me a little uncomfortable with that whole ‘I’ll get you out of your shell’ thing. Like some high school movie. D’you think if I let my hair down and take my glasses off, I’ll be a total babe? Y’know, she’s really talkative, too. Sometimes, on my tests, I find myself writing down random things she says while we’re studying. Try explaining that to Professor Gilgamesh.”
Aella is a little envious of Echo. She wished she was as easy going and talkative like her. Echo just has this way with her – anything she says, Aella gets entranced, wondering if that could’ve been her. She reminds her a little bit of Thalia, in a way, with her silver tongue, and maybe that’s why Aella has her reservations with her. She wants a close friendship with Echo, but she’s afraid that she’ll get trampled on the way Thalia tramples on her – applying a band-aid while she cuts her. Because of her urge to get into Aella’s heart, Aella throws her guard up quickly, often getting uncomfortable.
“Don’t know him except for his ravings about communism. We’re both in Astronomy Club and I hear him talking about the Booj-wa-whatever. Y’know, the French rich fat guys. I don’t know, I don’t care really. I’ll just listen politely if he ever talks to me, but I pray that he won’t.”
Aella doesn’t really know him that much since they don’t see each other often and she is quite the loner, but she has heard him – or at least semi-heard him – talk about his governmental views. She finds politics quite annoying and so she doesn’t tend to listen long to him.
“Don’t really know her. Think we share a class together, though.”
“Well. I don’t really know him. But, well, it’s a little awkward? I mean, he is my best friend’s ex. And, he’s a little…I don’t know…intimidating?”
Aella doesn’t really know what to think about Carlo. She doesn’t know him very well, but having dated her best friend, she has spent a little time with him, despite never talking to him directly. As such, if she ever does have to communicate with him, she’ll probably find it awkward due to his past relations. And, well, she does find him a little intimidating. He has a larger than life personality that puts her slightly on edge, if she is honest.
“A studious one, that one. I don’t think he does anything else but study. Well, good for me I guess, since he helps with my homework sometimes. Doesn’t really do any much else. We don’t personally talk or anything – I rather not, too. So I guess that’s good.”
Like most of her relationships, Aella’s relationship with Edgar is impersonal. She doesn’t know much about him at all, and they hardly talk if its outside of academics. However, on rare occasion, when Ariadne or Echo is unavailable, Aella will ask Edgar for help.
“Sweet girl, I guess. We talk sometimes, but not much. She’s got a cute dog, too. I help her sometimes, I guess. Like I help everyone.”
There isn’t much to say about Aella’s relationship with Emily. They are on friendly terms, but Aella only views her as an acquaintance rather than a friend.
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Aurelia Faulkner
"I'm not interested in being polite or heterosexual."
blood status:
Half-blood; currently laboring under the delusion she's a pure-blood, thanks to her father's stellar parenting. Some speculate the Faulkner line has been diluted by non-human blood - Veela blood, in particular - but Aurelia refuses to confirm or deny any allegations.
age:
16 | February 14 | Aquarius
house:
Warren
academic year:
Sixth Year
gender:
Female
favorite class(es):
Potions, Transfiguration, and History of Magic. Anything that requires the faintest modicum of logic, precision, and rationality appeals to Aurelia's inner pedantagonist on a profound level.
least favorite class(es):
Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and essentially anything requiring wand proficiency.
pet:
None. It's probably for the best, too, considering she can scarcely care for herself.
electives:
Alchemy
Arithmancy
Care of Magical Creatures
clubs:
Potions club, of which she figures she may as well be the captain. Duelling club, as well, though she's bordering closer to 'adequate' than she is 'adept'.
personality:
Meticulous | “If you can’t do it right the first time, don’t bother doing it at all.”
Possibly stemming from some latent control issues she’s never really had to address, Aurelia rarely ever tackles a situation without a thorough, comprehensive plan in mind. Even her contingency plans have contingency plans tailored for them, and in the rare, once-in-a-blue-moon event she can put a plan to action due to your mistakes, you’d better believe she’ll rain a number of unpleasant hells down upon you later.
Irascible | “Wha - how dare you! I’ll have you know I’m no such thing, you moron!”
Were one looking for a truly apt way to describe Aurelia Faulkner, especially to the sweet, naive little lamb who hasn’t yet faced her wrath, one might liken her to a broken faucet. On one hand, her scathing wit and truly incendiary temper will, if triggered too long and by the wrong person, roast you to ashes. On the other, she’ll probably still destroy you. It takes very little to set her off, and, unfortunately, she’s a grudge-bearer. A minor misdemeanor may as well be a felony, in her book, because she’ll punish you all the same. She’s brutally unforgiving.
Stubborn | "Concession is for the weak."
The art of persuasion is a delicate one, but unfortunately, Aurelia's been fencing since long before she ever picked up a wand Once she’s set her mind to something, she’ll rarely sway her opinion or concede the point. Be it a duel, a debate, or a deathmatch, once she’s committed, she won’t ever relent. She’s absolutely determined to establish herself as strong and unyielding, and this dogged desperation may very well get her killed.
Prideful & Ambitious | "Me, wrong? How cute."
She’s got an ego taller than she is, and her arrogance may very well surpass the heavens. Her fatal flaw is hubris, and anything she considers even a faint slight on her integrity will be met with cruelty and contempt. She'll turn vying for the top into a blood sport.
Blunt | "You're not dumb, you just...haven't realized tact is shown, not told."
She’s not one for sugarcoating matters, albeit not out of malicious intent - she’s honestly oblivious to her own bluntness. Having Aurelia around is like having a hammer you can throw with impunity at delicate situations.
Lonely |“You’re not here to make friends. You’re a Faulkner, aren’t you? So start acting like it.”
A solitary childhood left Aurelia unsure as to the nuances of proper socialization. “Rich people friends” aren’t the same as true friends - you meet your affluent allies at company-sponsored galas, bond over parental expectations, facilitate each other’s substance abuses, and do as much as you can to show off how filthily wealthy you are. Under no circumstances do you willingly spend time together sober. The Faulkner heiress’s position isn’t as desirable as one might think. Her world is staggeringly luxurious, thoughtlessly wasteful, and soul-crushingly lonely. It’s a good thing Aurelia’s vice is adrenaline.
Protective | "You're the one person in this entire world that matters, okay? Don't you dare forget that!"
In tandem with the above, in the rare event Aurelia does forge a meaningful bond with someone, she'll fight like a demon to ensure they're constantly happy, safe, and want for nothing. Perhaps she's a little bit excessive, yes, but she either loves in excess or not at all. Again with the comparison to the broken faucet. Perhaps it's her selfish, greedy nature that causes this urge to defend - perhaps she thinks if she can be the perfect companion, her friends/romantic partners won't want to leave her for anyone else. Perhaps it's just sad, pitiful desperation - she's so desperate for positive attention, so starved for affection, that she'll give as much as she can possibly afford to keep that love coming.
Clever, Intelligent, & Diligent | "There's not a force in this universe that I can't outsmart."
She’s clever, considering her upbringing, and can read people with relative ease. Her overactive imagination contributes to her ability to almost “predict” certain outcomes - the only successful result of her father’s conditioning, or yet another coping mechanism?
Because of her status as the technical sole heiress to the Faulkner name, and because her father has drilled into her the importance of ambition, she’s naturally driven, and entirely willing to work for what she wants - if the situation calls for it. If hard labor will produce the intended outcome faster than a monetary bribe, then that’s the course of action she’ll choose, and vice versa.
Because she’s capable of distancing herself from her problems, treating them as purely intellectual exercises, she works extraordinarily well under pressure. She can disable the parts of her brain (typically those governing emotional attachment) that aren’t helping and dissect the problem logically without fear of hindrances such as the heart’s judgment slowing her down.
It’s not a coping mechanism one should envy, no matter how useful it might be.
Aloof & Withdrawn | ". . . Who invited you, again?"
Her cold, distant, mannerisms and concerted efforts toward maintaining the illusion of detachment can freeze you where you stand. (Toward those with whom she’s managed to establish a vague approximation of a friendship, she can and usually will dial it down, turning from scathing to fondly exasperated.) She rejects others to spare herself the pain of rejection.
However, despite her eagerness to resort to status and funds to get what she wants, Aurelia is surprisingly reticent in terms of talking about about her family, because daddy issues, daddy issues, daddy issues. If it’s not something you could glean from her family’s company website (her father does love those eccentric Muggles and their inventions), it’s not something she’s willing to disclose. Attempts to push the matter will usually garner a frosty glare and the silent treatment.
She’s cursed with ‘resting bitch face’ syndrome, meaning her default expression is a somewhat disdainful scowl.
Conceited & Spoiled| "Princess? No, no, you're sorely mistaken. It's Your Majesty, actually."
She’s used to a certain degree of comfort and refinery as far as amenities and lifestyle goes; dragging her along camping and presenting her with a few hastily-butchered trees to serve as makeshift chairs would earn a priceless look of disgust. She also has absolutely no idea how people without limitless funding live - trying to explain to her concepts such as “frugality” and “not dropping thousands of galleons on jackets alone in one sitting” and “Aurelia, no, we know you have more money than god and could buy out this entire store, please stop brandishing your credit card like a club, sweet merciful lord” is, unfortunately, futile. She’s also never had actual fast food - most of the chefs at home can replicate a healthier alternative with relative ease.
Vain enough to maintain her appearance almost meticulously. She’s downright pedantic about her eye makeup, and suggesting she go a day without brushing or styling her hair is akin to slapping her across the face.
Trenchant, Dramatic, & Snarky | “Blushing? I’m not blushing! You’re looking at the results of a traumatic injury, because these idiots’ve finally broken my brain!”
On rare occasions, she can be incisively funny, especially when she’s trying to call someone out on their bullshit or launch into a hilariously pissy rant. Tragedy is Aurelia happening to you, comedy is Aurelia happening to someone else. She’s also willing to argue with absolutely anyone about absolutely anything. She has a certain flair for the dramatic, meaning her comments are always entertaining.
Insecure & Easily Flustered | "I - I do not care! I, I don't know what you're talking about!"
Further imbalancing the unstable collection of minefields that can generously be called a personality, most of Aurelia’s frustrations and irate outbursts result from internalization of her own shortcomings. The only reason she’s so skilled at pointing out others’ flaws is because she’s had loads of practice picking out her own. However, she refuses to let these flaws govern her entirely, and she’s entirely willing to work hard to overcome them.
While more than happy to congratulate herself - some of her exploits during her first year earned her the nickname, “God Complex” - Aurelia has no idea what to make of an honest compliment. She tends to flounder and stutter and lapse into disjointed, flustered mumbling. It’s precious, and should be reserved for dire situations only. Along that vein, she’s extremely susceptible to cajolery and her friends’ wheedling; she has a hard time resisting pouting and pleading.
Because she’s obscenely pale, the poor girl blushes extremely noticeably. Be it the gradually darkening red flush of anger to the light pink sheen of embarrassment, her cheeks are typically as colorful as her insults.
strengths:
- Insanely accurate, insofar as precision is concerned. She's yet to encounter a potion she can't duplicate identically, then improve.
- Aggressively contrary, Aurelia possesses the ability to argue with anyone over literally anything.
- Enough sophistication and influence to rescue her friends in the event some sort of wacky scheme goes awry. She's been blessed with the innate grace of the insanely wealthy.
- Loathe as she is to admit it, her beauty occasionally proves advantageous.
weaknesses:
- She's short, fair, and delicate, meaning she'll overexert herself quite easily. Stamina and endurance have never been her strong suits.
- She's not a gracious loser, simply because she's not used to defeat. She'll demand endless rematches, and her efforts will prove futile time and time again.
- She has no idea what to make of a healthy emotional connection. She's no clue how to handle friendships and relationships, and a perplexed Aurelia is a peeved Aurelia.
- Her wand is a wayward, temperamental being; each volley of spells is just as likely to target her and her allies as it is her adversaries.
appearance:
Whiter than Wonder Bread doused in mayonnaise. Primarily English-French heritage, with some German mixed in. Her face shape is reminiscent of the classic, generic anime protagonist: thin, gently rounded cheeks that taper off into a slightly pointed chin. A delicate, slightly upturned nose. Small lips born to twist into a petulant pout. Cursed with a truly tiny stature; clocks in at approximately four feet, eight inches - and the term is used extremely loosely - tall. Slender, narrow build; her collarbones could open letters and her hipbones could sand glass. Thick, glossy silver hair - not her natural color, of course - that varies in exact hue depending on the lighting falls in wavy, waist-length layers. Tragically pale, she can’t even take a leisurely stroll through a park without suffering from some degree of sunburn.
Insofar as fashion goes, she has a certain affinity for summer dresses and vaguely hipster-esque clothing. She considers herself a connoisseur of baggy sweaters and flannel jackets, often pairing them with leggings or painted-on jeans.
She's developed an affinity for makeup bordering on unholy devotion; her blue eyes are almost perpetually rimmed with dark smudges equal parts eyeliner and exhaustion. It’s deliberately smudged to further highlight that nonchalant, flippant brand of don’t talk to me, you absolute dolt she's all-but patented.
Her posture is impeccable, if not a bit stiff. She could use to lighten up.
Insofar as fashion goes, she has a certain affinity for summer dresses and vaguely hipster-esque clothing. She considers herself a connoisseur of baggy sweaters and flannel jackets, often pairing them with leggings or painted-on jeans.
She's developed an affinity for makeup bordering on unholy devotion; her blue eyes are almost perpetually rimmed with dark smudges equal parts eyeliner and exhaustion. It’s deliberately smudged to further highlight that nonchalant, flippant brand of don’t talk to me, you absolute dolt she's all-but patented.
Her posture is impeccable, if not a bit stiff. She could use to lighten up.
backstory:
Aurelia's young, but the hate festering in her heart is old enough to start a war.
The eldest product of Günter Faulkner and his newest concupiscent conquest's latest affair, most would agree Aurelia was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. Born in one of northern America’s most extravagant estates to a father as indifferent as he was affluent and a mother who had opted for a more “hands-off” approach to parenting (except for mooching off benefits, of course), Aurelia spent much of her early childhood learning the intricacies of internecine warfare. Passive-aggressive notes, “accidental” misplacement of vital funds, and deploying threats of dismemberment with cheerful grace were the norm. It gave Aurelia a perverse sort of appreciation for the fine art of war - or at least, revealed to her that it was fully possible to operate on a level of treachery yet unbreached by human influence.
Because Aurelia was the eldest, the vast majority of her childhood was regulated rather strictly. Her father needed to ensure he could pass down the family company - empire, more aptly - to a suitable heir or heiress, and as such, he couldn't risk his daughter growing up a flighty, irresponsible hellion. "You're a Faulkner," he used to say, "you're a cut above the rest, so you must exemplify that in all you do." Personal style, attitude, posture - even the people with whom she associated were delegated by her father. Because Mr. Faulkner's arrogance was staggering, this meant friends were a precious, rare commodity.
Her fondest memories of living at home consisted of her bedroom mirror. A tall, surprisingly plain ornament; the only piece of furniture she owned that wasn't garishly ostentatious. As a young child, when the crushing weight of solitude was too much to bear, she'd hunt around in her father's room, scavenge a tube of his latest fling's lipstick, and draw a sloppy, kind of lopsided caricature on the mirror's surface.
It was someone to talk to, at least.
She often used to wonder if there were monsters hiding in her closet, and if they were, maybe they were lonely. Maybe they wanted a friend, but were too scared to talk, so they remained hidden, just out of reach.
The weekend preceding Halloween of her fourth year in attendance, she met a girl. Not conventionally attractive in any sense of the word, but had striking features - something about her presence was oddly enticing, enough to warrant a second look.
Aurelia swore she hadn't told a soul about the kiss, but somehow, her father had found out anyway. She never spoke about what sort of consequences she had to face, but the way she hunted that girl down, threatened a lawsuit, and almost terrorized her into never breathing a word about what had occurred - especially so Aurelia's fellow students didn't think she was on the market, so to speak - spoke louder than any rumors.
Even as an (almost) adult, she’s terrified of love. She doesn’t really know what genuine adoration feels like - especially when it’s directed at her.
The eldest product of Günter Faulkner and his newest concupiscent conquest's latest affair, most would agree Aurelia was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. Born in one of northern America’s most extravagant estates to a father as indifferent as he was affluent and a mother who had opted for a more “hands-off” approach to parenting (except for mooching off benefits, of course), Aurelia spent much of her early childhood learning the intricacies of internecine warfare. Passive-aggressive notes, “accidental” misplacement of vital funds, and deploying threats of dismemberment with cheerful grace were the norm. It gave Aurelia a perverse sort of appreciation for the fine art of war - or at least, revealed to her that it was fully possible to operate on a level of treachery yet unbreached by human influence.
Because Aurelia was the eldest, the vast majority of her childhood was regulated rather strictly. Her father needed to ensure he could pass down the family company - empire, more aptly - to a suitable heir or heiress, and as such, he couldn't risk his daughter growing up a flighty, irresponsible hellion. "You're a Faulkner," he used to say, "you're a cut above the rest, so you must exemplify that in all you do." Personal style, attitude, posture - even the people with whom she associated were delegated by her father. Because Mr. Faulkner's arrogance was staggering, this meant friends were a precious, rare commodity.
Her fondest memories of living at home consisted of her bedroom mirror. A tall, surprisingly plain ornament; the only piece of furniture she owned that wasn't garishly ostentatious. As a young child, when the crushing weight of solitude was too much to bear, she'd hunt around in her father's room, scavenge a tube of his latest fling's lipstick, and draw a sloppy, kind of lopsided caricature on the mirror's surface.
It was someone to talk to, at least.
She often used to wonder if there were monsters hiding in her closet, and if they were, maybe they were lonely. Maybe they wanted a friend, but were too scared to talk, so they remained hidden, just out of reach.
The weekend preceding Halloween of her fourth year in attendance, she met a girl. Not conventionally attractive in any sense of the word, but had striking features - something about her presence was oddly enticing, enough to warrant a second look.
Aurelia swore she hadn't told a soul about the kiss, but somehow, her father had found out anyway. She never spoke about what sort of consequences she had to face, but the way she hunted that girl down, threatened a lawsuit, and almost terrorized her into never breathing a word about what had occurred - especially so Aurelia's fellow students didn't think she was on the market, so to speak - spoke louder than any rumors.
Even as an (almost) adult, she’s terrified of love. She doesn’t really know what genuine adoration feels like - especially when it’s directed at her.
wand:
Dogwood | 8 inches | Hippogriff feather core | Inflexible
A temperamental wand for a temperamental witch, Aurelia received this wand as a going-away present from her father, who was of the opinion his daughter was too good for a common wand with a conventional core. She’s kept it ever since, still laboring under the delusion that people change, that her father wasn’t a horrid, horrid man, that he meant well and everything was her fault, not his.
There's a reason wandsmiths typically advise against overriding the selection process in favor of wands with unique cores. They tend to produce . . . interesting outcomes.
As such, she excels with anything that doesn't require a wand, be it negotiations, bribery, and anything involving the barest modicum of logic. She can't give the wand the respect it deserves, because she was never taught how to lose graciously, so her practical exams leave a lot to be desired.
amortentia scents:
Crisp, fresh, untarnished paper, rain sizzling as it patters against hot concrete on a humid summer day, and perfume as rich and intoxicating as it is a permanent reminder of Aurelia's, as her father might say, 'sexual deviance'.
patronus:
She can’t produce a Patronus, initially. Nothing very substantial, at least, beyond the standard silvery wisps. There’s something devastatingly humiliating about being informed you aren’t happy enough.
Later on, however, she develops the ability to conjure up a Siberian husky. Aloof, beautiful, and fiercely loyal to its pack. A bit ironic considering her catty nature, but if she closes her eyes and concentrates, she can pretend it’s majestic and regal.
Later on, however, she develops the ability to conjure up a Siberian husky. Aloof, beautiful, and fiercely loyal to its pack. A bit ironic considering her catty nature, but if she closes her eyes and concentrates, she can pretend it’s majestic and regal.
boggart:
Her father, Günter Faulkner. Cold, calculating, and tackling every situation, from a baptism to a funeral, with an entrepreneurial attitude, Günter truly is the perfect businessman. Decidedly amoral, he marvels at criminality and envies villainous innovativity - if it could make a profit, there’s a good chance it’s right up his alley. He’s as charismatic and eloquent as he is emotionally detached, making him a truly dangerous adversary.
Rumors allege he stopped smiling the day his daughter found a reason to start.
He’s a master of withering looks - he and his daughter glare almost identically. They also share control issues, judging from how he tried to condition Aurelia into a near-carbon copy of himself.
Weirdly obsessed with integrating Muggle innovations into Wizarding culture. Like, creepy pseudo-dictator obsessed. Hence the credit cards and websites. Apparently, he's planning on jockeying for a position in the Republic. A typical businessman at heart.
Rumors allege he stopped smiling the day his daughter found a reason to start.
He’s a master of withering looks - he and his daughter glare almost identically. They also share control issues, judging from how he tried to condition Aurelia into a near-carbon copy of himself.
Weirdly obsessed with integrating Muggle innovations into Wizarding culture. Like, creepy pseudo-dictator obsessed. Hence the credit cards and websites. Apparently, he's planning on jockeying for a position in the Republic. A typical businessman at heart.
fears:
Thunderstorms, total darkness, leading a life of isolation, and incurring her father's wrath.
likes:
- Novels in any form, particularly romance, fantasy, and trashy vampire erotica.
- Blustery winter days, be it watching the snow shiver as it falls from the safety of a window or taking a brisk walk through the snow piles. On rare occasions, she could be convinced to make snow angels or join a snowball fight.
- Girls.
- Puzzles. Crosswords, jigsaw, word searches, Sudoku - if it's a puzzle, she'll eagerly complete it.
dislikes:
- Thunderstorms. Despite her love for rain, she's been terrified of the earth-shaking thunder claps and flashes of lightning since early childhood.
- Obnoxious, rowdy boys that think 'no' means 'convince me'.
- Chocolate. It's too rich and bitter for her tastes.
trivia:
- Has legitimately never so much as touched a cheeseburger or other greasy comfort food in her life. Would probably regard a menu at a casual restaurant with a look of utter soul-crushing bewilderment.
- Doesn't particularly like chocolate, but can tolerate it if it's drizzled over strawberries or vanilla ice cream.
Absolutely loathes warm weather and visiting the beach. She doesn't tan, she burns. - Has a hyperactive imagination and an affinity for all things histrionic; as such, she has a rather irrational fear of the dark and the things that might lurk within its midst. Has been known to stay up the entire night, stumble blearily into class the next morning, dark circles ringing her eyes like war paint, and offer, "The windowsill - it creaked," as her sole explanation.
- Charms her hair, but pretends it's naturally silver. Her natural color is an extremely pale shade of blonde, thanks to her Veela heritage.
- Not interested in being polite or heterosexual. Girls, she's discovered, are extraordinary.
- Absolutely not a morning person - she's even more waspish than usual, especially if she was forced to rise in the wee hours of the morning. Don't speak to her before she has her daily dose of coffee if you’d like to keep your head.
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|Hestia Wintergerald|
Name:
Hestia Annabel Theodora Wintergerald
Gender:
Female
Age:
17
Year:
6th Year
Blood:
Pureblood
House:
Tituba
Pet:
"Lord" Baconsby- The Tea Cup Pig
Electives:
Alchemy
Muggle Studies
Care of Magical Creatures
Muggle Studies
Care of Magical Creatures
Clubs:
Dueling Club
Magical Creatures Club
Magical Creatures Club
Boggart:
Banshee
Patronus:
Raven
Wand:
Blackthorn with a dragon heartstring core
Best Class:
Defense against the dark arts
Worst Class:
Herbology
Strengths:
Has a definite matriarchal charm
Immensely determined
Self-motivated
Immensely determined
Self-motivated
Weaknesses:
Over/compulsive eater
Stubborn
Unable to admit when wrong
Stubborn
Unable to admit when wrong
Personality:
Hestia is a well-humoured and flirtatious young woman, with a warm smile and a big heart. She cares strongly for those close to her, although she is a bit too quick to pass judgments on others, and is very set in her own ways.
She has a soothing, motherly side to her which is accompanied by a strong desire to protect her friends. Occasional bouts of depression are not uncommon for the young witch, and she can easily think herself into a black mood.
When the time arises, Hestia acts as a natural leader, and has the quick-thinking and calculating mindset to see her through difficult situations.
Hestia's sensitive side exists, but its buried beneath the layers she gained from dealing with bullying and victimization for a good portion of her life. She has a soft, vulnerable spot, but only those who truly do get close to her will have a chance to see it.
Her over-eating and occasional slobish tendencies are her greatest downfall, as she has been know to sit in bed for days on end with a big pile of something tasty.
Possessing an autistic streak, Hestia sometimes stands out a little in social situations, but is generally well-meaning and kind in her intentions. However, her fiery temper is truly something to behold, and her high degree of empathy bestows her with the ability to well and truly understand how to cause others pain, making her wrath painful to say the least.
She has a soothing, motherly side to her which is accompanied by a strong desire to protect her friends. Occasional bouts of depression are not uncommon for the young witch, and she can easily think herself into a black mood.
When the time arises, Hestia acts as a natural leader, and has the quick-thinking and calculating mindset to see her through difficult situations.
Hestia's sensitive side exists, but its buried beneath the layers she gained from dealing with bullying and victimization for a good portion of her life. She has a soft, vulnerable spot, but only those who truly do get close to her will have a chance to see it.
Her over-eating and occasional slobish tendencies are her greatest downfall, as she has been know to sit in bed for days on end with a big pile of something tasty.
Possessing an autistic streak, Hestia sometimes stands out a little in social situations, but is generally well-meaning and kind in her intentions. However, her fiery temper is truly something to behold, and her high degree of empathy bestows her with the ability to well and truly understand how to cause others pain, making her wrath painful to say the least.
Likes:
Partying
Pushing the limits
Philosophy
Pushing the limits
Philosophy
Dislikes:
Tasteless jokes
Uncaring behaviour
Hangovers
Uncaring behaviour
Hangovers
Fears:
Being alone
Others growing tired/sick of her
Her own obsessive nature
Others growing tired/sick of her
Her own obsessive nature
Biography:
The Wintergerald's are an ancient Wizarding family, whose origins date back before the War of Independence. Once prestigious English noblemen, the Wintergeralds moved to the colonies, and ended up immigrating to America.
Setting up in South Carolina, the Wintergerald's became prominent members of both the political and religious scene, and were active members of the confederate states during the civil war.
After the south 's defeat, the Wintergerald family retreated form Muggle affairs almost entirely, becoming a secluded cabal of purebloods.
Hestia Wintergerald was born in Columbia, South Carolina to wizard parents, and was heavily integrated into the magic community from birth.
From an early age she had a problem with overeating, and was ridiculed and bullied for it at the muggle school she attended during her younger years.
Inspite of this, Hestia grew up as a strong and confident young woman, whose matronly qualities and good humour attracted others to her, meaning that she was never short of friends.
Her acceptance letter to Salem came through promptly, and Hestia has spent the rest of her schooling days as a member of Tituba House. She is a bit of a party animal, but has otherwise seamlessly integrated herself at Salem. Hestia has found acceptance amongst her peers, and is generally well-liked, if considered a little intense and melodramatic at times.
Relationships:
Allea Strand:
“If I had to call someone a rival for my position as group ‘mother’, then it would be Allea. She’s kind-hearted down to an art, and always seems to have time for everyone else. Part of me envies her dedication to her friends, but another part of me knows that someone that caring must have some pretty awful demons of her own. I feel like we’d have alot to chat about if we got past all the bullshit exteriors, but I can’t see that happening anytime soon.”
Hestia has immense respect for Allea, and the kind manner in which she treats all of her friends. While she wouldn’t really consider them buddies, Allea is someone who she’d be more than happy to sit and talk to.
Aurelia Faulkner
“If Aurelia came to me and said ‘I need your help burying a body’ my response would be ‘what time? what place?’ We’re the best of friends, and I can’t decide if my feelings towards her are that of a big sister, a loving mother, or a potential crush. Piercings are sexy okay? Leave me alone! I feel like I can really be myself around her, and I know that she feels the same way back to me. The other gals and guys are always about if I need a laugh, but if shit is about to get serious then Aurelia will 100% be my first call.”
The two girls confide in each other, and have one badass friendship. If you cross one you better be sure there’s hell to pay, as you’ve just managed to piss off two sassy witches.
Echo Halcyone
“Echo’s great fun! If I ever want to go out and get hammered she’s always up for a night out. I feel like she dosen’t respond to my mothering as well as some of others, but I guess that’s just one less job for me, so I’m not complaining. I’d say our relationship lands somewhere between close acquaintances and friends. She’s someone I can just kind’ve switch my brain off and have a good time with, and that’s a breath of fresh air.”
Hestia and Echo have a reasonably friendly relationship. They chat often, but its generally about pointless and hollow things, without much real depth to their conversations. Hestia has a high opinion of Echo, but she’s not really someone she’d go to if she was feeling down.
Lu Ziya
“Mostly harmless.”
“Alright! Alright! I don’t really know what to say about his supreme redness...I’m sure he’s lovely, and I’ve never found a reason to dislike him, but the whole ‘mask’ deal is a little bit unnerving. Given the chance to chat, I feel like we’d get along, but the right opportunity hasn’t presented itself yet, and it doesn't seem like either of us is making big strides to talk anytime soon.”
Hestia has never really spoken to Lu properly, and is generally quite cautious around him. She’s naturally curious about what secrets lie beneath his smiling exterior, perhaps a bit more than she should be.
Cassandre LaFlamme
“Cassandre is someone who's always looking out for others, and that’s something I can really respect. She’s one of those people you’d have to actively try to dislike, and I’m not the type of person to go around looking for a fight (contrary to what my ex-boyfriend might lead you to believe). Good taste in music too! I like this one.”
Hestia regards Cassandre with a warm smile and an even warmer hug, and always has plenty of time to spend with her. Her attraction towards her is purely friendship-based, though.
Amelia Averyonna
“Can’t say I spend much time hanging around first years, but Amelia seems like a sweet kid. She likes to keep to herself, like alot of folks seem to, and I guess the older children must seem quite intimidating to her.”
Hestia doesn't really have a well-formed opinion on Amelia, but thinks only good things about her.
Carlo Valentine
“You know that one person who everything always seems to go right for? That suave douchebag who knows how rugged and handsome they are? That’s Carlo Valentine. Everything about him pushes my buttons, and I can’t decide if I want to punch him or french kiss him. Either way, I’d be dreaming about it for weeks afterwards.”
Outwardly, Hestia is exceptionally hostile to Carlo, and appears to harbour a searing disdain for him. She has a few below the waist feelings for him, but nothing she’d ever be caught dead admitting to.
Ariadne Tune
“Merlin’s beard, I just wanna hug her and tell her everything's gonna be alright! She’s such a sweetheart! She seems like the loner type, and I don’t wanna cramp her style, but I hope we get a chance to talk properly at some point.”
Hestia sort of admirers Ariadne from afar, and finds something very endearing and attractive about her whole demeanor.
Edgar Whitby
“I wish the guys here would stop being so frickin’ attractive! Smart is supposed to be the new sexy, but Edgar seems to have both of those going for him -not that he’d ever realize it-. He’s pretty shy and introverted, but he’s good for a laugh too!”
Hestia goes a little doey-eyed for Edgar at times, but generally considers him to be a good mate. Her feelings aren’t strong enough that she’d ever act upon them, but that doesn't mean she’ll think twice about stealing a few alluring glances.
Emily Geralds
“Like a good tub of ice cream; Chill and Open. Emily isn’t someone who causes alot of drama, and that’s really quite refreshing. She clearly cares about her academics alot, but I’m not about to pick on someone for being invested in their education. A little bit stubborn, but who am I to criticize?”
Hestia seems something of herself in Emily, and is drawn to her calm and out-going personality.
Troy Franklin
“That kid is -SERIOUSLY- wise beyond his years. I just wanna find whoever put him through all that crap and suckerpunch them! He’s a right hard-ass ,for such a little guy, and I feel like his is a name we’ll be hearing alot of as the years tick by.”
Hestia can’t help but feel sorry for the first year, and looks at him the way people look at cute pictures of cats on the internet.
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|Lü Ziya|
Imagine for a second that you've peeled away the layer of mystery that covers the features of the Oriental boy known simply as Lü Ziya. Are you doing so? Good. Because the first thing that greets your vision is a bright, warm grin, a smile that seems utterly comfortable upon his face. There is nothing particularly unique or strange about the boy's looks; his appearance is very much like the traditional ethnic Han - eager, chocolate-brown eyes, bushy eyebrows, tall nose and medium skin, lightly tanned by the Nevada sun. His skin is dimpled, and his cheekbones, though not particularly prominent, are high enough to add a certain flair to his appearance. With his slightly triangular yet defined jawline and soft cheeks, it would not be unreasonable to describe Ziya as possessing a modicum of attractiveness, but it is far more accurate to state that the Chinese boy's features lend themselves towards a more ... pleasant, unassuming type of aura, one that is more friendly than attractive.
Name:
Lü Ziya
Gender:
Male
Age:
15
Year:
5th
Blood:
"Half-Blood"
House:
Warren
Pet:
Nügua the Puffin
Electives:
Care of Magical Creatures
Divination
Study of Ancient Runes
Divination
Study of Ancient Runes
Clubs:
Duelling Club
Astronomy Club
Astronomy Club
Boggart:
Lü Ziya's greatest fear is, as expected of such a great young teenager, in actuality a creature born from his own imagination, and so it is a sickly, eldritch mushroom creature that is the form his Boggart takes upon. With sterling silver eyes, perfect replicas of ancient coinage, and towering above even the tallest of men, it is a lumbering, fungal foetus that looks to corrupt, its decaying mass ready to devour all.
Patronus:
Varanus komodoensis
Amortentia:
The smell of freshly smelted copper and iron combined with the scent of a factory deep in the throes of industry.
Wand:
Redwood; Dragon heartstring; Unyielding; 11 inches
Strengths:
Skilled orator, fountain of knowledge, enthusiastic and easily adaptable learner.
Weaknesses:
Lack of tact, obscured vision due to headwear, inability to accept positions contrary to his own, low stamina.
Personality:
The young teenager known as Lü Ziya is quite an eccentric fellow, one that seems to work on an independent wavelength from his fellow, less politically-motivated fifteen year olds. He seems a communistic society as the epitome of all political aspirations, and it is obvious from conversations with him that the pursuit of such a goal in the magical world is a major aspect of his person. He is a skilled orator, though the presence of the mask upon his face and lack of visible eyes due to his large hat are detrimental to his attempts at conveying his messages, with the muffled, lightly accented words seemingly comical to those who listen. Life is a source of passion for him, and he will take to all that he does with vigour and energy, although it can be rather overwhelming to others at times. His manner of speech is quite formal, and he will always try his best to treat everyone with respect.
Likes:
Sleeping; Cartoons; Learning new things; History; Dengism; Four Classics; Century Eggs
Dislikes:
The Bourgeois; Inefficiency; Opposing opinions; Mushrooms; Neo-Feudalistic Plutocracies
Fears:
The unknown; Dying; Failure
Biography:
In the mid-1800s, a lesser branch of the Chinese Lü family, a magical clan that claimed descent from the ancient military strategist and sage Taigong Wang (though supposedly separate from the House of Jiang, rulers of the Qi state), crossed the great Pacific Ocean for California, leaving their homes and loved ones to seek new fortunes in what was known as the Gold Mountain. Though the wizards and witches of the family would first suffer discrimination from the established white settlers like many of their fellow Chinese brethren, they were lucky enough to achieve success in the goldfields (though it was possible that magic may have been involved), and soon became semi-respected members of the East Coast's magical authorities, even after they were subsumed into the great American Association. While they were still in frequent contact with the upper branch back in Qing China, this side of the Lü family began to identify more as Americans as the years went by, becoming a mix of the disparate cultures of their motherland and their new homes.
This was the foundation of Lü Ziya's beginnings.
Following the victory of the Chinese Communist Party over Jiang Jieshi's Guomingdang in 1949, the members of the upper branch that had survived the horrific magical shadow wars that ran alongside the First and Second Sino-Japanese Wars as well as the Chinese Civil War were left in a destitute state. Their fortunes, located in their native Shandong province, had been destroyed during the Japanese occupation, when General Yasuji Okamura implemented his scorched earth policies to deal with the Chinese resistance, and despite prominently supporting the CCP, failed to regain their wealth after Jiang Jieshi's Republic was forced to Taiwan. The next few decades were hard for the family to bear, and the economic development enjoyed by Shandong following Deng Xiaoping's rise to power, while definitely improving their situation, failed to return them to former greatness. So in a snap decision, Ziya's grandfather, Lü Yongpei, moved his part of the upper branch over to the States, where they hoped that the lesser branch would accept them.
And they did.
By the time Lü Ziya was born, the first child of the magical Lü Zifeng and his long-time Muggle girlfriend, Hua Peixing, his family had joined the middle class of America, though backed with the support of the firmly entrenched lesser branch. It was quite a simple life for him in his youth, with the only strange happenings being his bouts of accidental magic. Then he turned eleven, when he was accepted into Salem despite his family's wishes to send him back to China for his wizardry studies. Still, he went to the closer American institute without too much disagreement, taking to the school like a fish did water.
He has spent the last few years enjoying his time at Salem, and wishes to continue in such a manner.
This was the foundation of Lü Ziya's beginnings.
Following the victory of the Chinese Communist Party over Jiang Jieshi's Guomingdang in 1949, the members of the upper branch that had survived the horrific magical shadow wars that ran alongside the First and Second Sino-Japanese Wars as well as the Chinese Civil War were left in a destitute state. Their fortunes, located in their native Shandong province, had been destroyed during the Japanese occupation, when General Yasuji Okamura implemented his scorched earth policies to deal with the Chinese resistance, and despite prominently supporting the CCP, failed to regain their wealth after Jiang Jieshi's Republic was forced to Taiwan. The next few decades were hard for the family to bear, and the economic development enjoyed by Shandong following Deng Xiaoping's rise to power, while definitely improving their situation, failed to return them to former greatness. So in a snap decision, Ziya's grandfather, Lü Yongpei, moved his part of the upper branch over to the States, where they hoped that the lesser branch would accept them.
And they did.
By the time Lü Ziya was born, the first child of the magical Lü Zifeng and his long-time Muggle girlfriend, Hua Peixing, his family had joined the middle class of America, though backed with the support of the firmly entrenched lesser branch. It was quite a simple life for him in his youth, with the only strange happenings being his bouts of accidental magic. Then he turned eleven, when he was accepted into Salem despite his family's wishes to send him back to China for his wizardry studies. Still, he went to the closer American institute without too much disagreement, taking to the school like a fish did water.
He has spent the last few years enjoying his time at Salem, and wishes to continue in such a manner.
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Name:
Cassandre LaFlamme
Gender:
Female
Age:
17
Year:
7
Blood:
Half-Breed (Veela)
House:
Tituba
Pet: Agatha
Electives:
Alchemy
Arithmancy
Divination
Arithmancy
Divination
Clubs:
Divination Club
Choir
Choir
Boggart:
Her friends turning their back on her. Loneliness.
Patronus:
Cat
Amortentia:
Lavender blooming in a meadow
Wand:
Pear with Veela Hair, Somewhat rigid, 11 1/4 inch.
Best Class:
Transfiguration, Divination, Apparition
Worst Class:
Flying, Study of Ancient Runes
Strengths:
-Compassionate
-A talented musician
-An adept student
-Spiritualist
-A talented musician
-An adept student
-Spiritualist
Weaknesses:
-Too often thinks the best of people
-Reacts emotionally instead of rationally
-Fear of heights and, thus, flying
-Reacts emotionally instead of rationally
-Fear of heights and, thus, flying
Personality:
Cassandre had been raised to put others on an equal plane as herself. Sometimes she has taken that to an extreme, putting others well before her in most things to her own detriment. The fact that she was being torn between worlds as a child made it all the more important for her to make the best possible impression that she could. The need to connect with people quickly, people of vastly different cultures, beliefs and traditions.
As she got older she also started to realize the subtle racism around her. She experienced much of it, purists looking the other way as she walked in. So many times she tried to break through with a smile. But soon she realized what was happening and it began to darken her view of people. Starting school she experienced it a few times still. But, putting on that smile, Cassandre pushed past that with sheer power of will and helpfulness. Starting study groups, joining too many clubs to make new friends.
All this because she fears being alone. Fears not being accepted. Rejection hits her harder than anything she can imagine. But, those first years of trying too hard burned her out. Now, she's gotten a bit more down to earth. Instead of putting everyone first, it's friends and family. It takes little for her to consider someone a friend, but she's not going to try too hard when people dislike her because of prejudice. It has given her a strength that she didn't have in previous years.
As she got older she also started to realize the subtle racism around her. She experienced much of it, purists looking the other way as she walked in. So many times she tried to break through with a smile. But soon she realized what was happening and it began to darken her view of people. Starting school she experienced it a few times still. But, putting on that smile, Cassandre pushed past that with sheer power of will and helpfulness. Starting study groups, joining too many clubs to make new friends.
All this because she fears being alone. Fears not being accepted. Rejection hits her harder than anything she can imagine. But, those first years of trying too hard burned her out. Now, she's gotten a bit more down to earth. Instead of putting everyone first, it's friends and family. It takes little for her to consider someone a friend, but she's not going to try too hard when people dislike her because of prejudice. It has given her a strength that she didn't have in previous years.
Likes:
Music, all types really
Singing and playing guitar (punk)
Dancing
People
Learning new people's traditions
Cooking
Politics
Singing and playing guitar (punk)
Dancing
People
Learning new people's traditions
Cooking
Politics
Dislikes:
Prejudice
Mean people
Being Alone
Silence
Quidditch
Mean people
Being Alone
Silence
Quidditch
Fears:
Losing her friends and heights.
Biography:
Cassandre's parents came from completely opposite worlds. Almost literally. Her mother was French, and definitely more than half Veela, her father was a half blood from the Mohawk tribe near Quebec. Haiëñ'wa'tha, named after the leader of the Iroquis confederacy, was a halfblood shaman who worked heavily with the Republic of Magic to create a space for the First nations in the greater whole of the Republic. He met Marie-Francois there. She was a performer living in Quebec but frequently touring the magical world. It was one of those lust at first sight situations, nine months later there was a Cassandre.
By the time of her birth, her parents initial spark had dwindled to nothing. That was fine for them, but it meant Cassandre never got to settle into any world, she was torn between two vastly different cultures and parents. Her father was patient, life was slow and deliberate and filled with tradition. Her mother, with a joie de vivre that was difficult for a child to keep up with. A fast paced life from city to city for days, weeks at the most. One time, they even stayed for a season in Paris for opera season. That was the longest she stayed anywhere with her mother.
Cassandre very much loved them both and was intimately connected to both in vastly different ways. Her father and she shared a spirituality, Cassandre could follow his path as a Shaman. During her times with him she threw herself into it because it was expected. She enjoyed it but by the time she was eight she knew it wasn’t going to be her path. She couldn’t dedicate herself to her father’s people. They were her people too, but she was métisse and a part of her was tied to the European life. But it wasn’t French, it had been the English and their rock and punk that inspired her in a way she didn’t understand at that young age.
School changed everything for her. Away from both parents she felt truly alone for the first time in her life. This scared her more than anything she’d experienced so she dove in to make friends. However, she came on too strong at the beginning and it did cause problems. One, her school work suffered as she tried to do to many social things, second she pushed too hard on some people.
It was her second year that she started to find a better path. Maybe it was the end of her first year after her big accident in flying class. Someone helped her, but it wasn’t out of that need it was genuine. Taking the summer, she changed, maybe grew up a little.
The next few years were good. She had friends and fun and learned a great deal. She joined choir, but also started a band. Maybe it was a bit of a contradiction, but really it made sense. She poured all of her bad emotions, fears, anger that she hid into the music. It started more traditional, Sex Pistols and the Clash but then she started to spread out. By her fifth year she’d really discovered the Riot Grrrl movement and the band moved in that direction. Now they’re finding their own voice. A mix of old punk and modern social issues with a unique sound. It was definitely political; she was very much a supporter of the Rebellion. She hopes to lend her voice and music to what she thinks is a worthy cause.
I may add to this, but I wanted to get a quick sketch out before starting.
Aella Strand
“We’ve never spent any time together but maybe I should make an effort this year since Emily’s her friend.”
Being different years, different houses, different interests they just never really spent much time around each other outside of class.
Amelia Averyonna
“One of our first years, she’s adorbs and super sweet even with her rough life.”
Amelia’s just started but she’s been a welcome addition to house Tituba. It’s good to know that the house will have good people once Cass is gone. But, since she just started they haven’t had much time. At least her other friends have taken Amelia under their wing.
Ariadne Tune
“I see her with Aella a lot of the time. She seems nice, but there’s an edge. And she’s hella cute, but I don’t really know her.”
Cass doesn’t really know Ariadne for many of the same reasons she doesn’t know Aella. But, Cass wants to change that this year.
Aurelia Faulkner
“She’s interesting, not nice, not friendly, but interesting.”
Aurelia seems to embody the privileged side of the punk movement. Plenty of I don’t give a shit but born with a silver spoon and high expectations. Cass got the former, but not the latter. Then again, maybe they could find some common ground.
Carlo Dion Valentine
“A bit of a douche, but at least he doesn’t like Quidditch”
Nothing is actually wrong with Carlo, but they just come from different worlds. He seems to attract a lot of people around him just like Cass does, though. Maybe there’s something deeper to him, but Cass hasn’t seen a reason to dig there.
Echo Halcyone
“Love Echo, we’ve been hanging out since she got here. Being in the same house and choir. But, she’s driven in a way I just don’t get.”
First year had been so lonely, then Echo and Emily came to the school. Since then they’ve all been super close. And what’s not to like, they’ve felt almost more like family than friends something that’s very important to Cass.
Edgar Whitby
“Met Edgar on the way to school the first year. He’s nice, fun to hand out with sometimes but doesn’t seem to get the whole punk thing. Maybe this year we can get him raging against authority instead of fearing it.”
Edgar had a rough life, seems there’s a lot of that here. Maybe Cass was just lucky and her family was always supportive. Between his naivety and her rose colored glasses way of looking at everyone, though, it’s good they have other friends to keep them out of trouble.
Emily Geralds
“Seriously one of the best people ever. Not only does she never ask me to go flying but nobody’s better to share a pint of ice cream with.”
Like Echo, Emily is close than friends. One of Cass’s favorite things to do is sing with Emily and Echo.
Hestia Wintergerald
“It’s always felt like we’re a lot alike, at least with our friends. She’s super nice and loves to go to concerts and dance. Other people say she’s stubborn, but I’ve never seen it.”
She gets a lot of Hestia’s motherly, it comes out different than it does with Cass but it all seems to come from the same place. But, that’s enough talk, they should just go clubbing.
Lu Ziya
“Um…I’ve seen him around. Seems fine, different circles.”
Not much there, sadly. But, who knows what the year may bring.
Troy Franklin
“He’s a little cutie with a pretty good voice. Good to see young people into Choir.”
Another first year, Cass hopes to get to know him. It’s a little harder with him being in a different house, but there’s always choir.
Aella Strand
“We’ve never spent any time together but maybe I should make an effort this year since Emily’s her friend.”
Being different years, different houses, different interests they just never really spent much time around each other outside of class.
Amelia Averyonna
“One of our first years, she’s adorbs and super sweet even with her rough life.”
Amelia’s just started but she’s been a welcome addition to house Tituba. It’s good to know that the house will have good people once Cass is gone. But, since she just started they haven’t had much time. At least her other friends have taken Amelia under their wing.
Ariadne Tune
“I see her with Aella a lot of the time. She seems nice, but there’s an edge. And she’s hella cute, but I don’t really know her.”
Cass doesn’t really know Ariadne for many of the same reasons she doesn’t know Aella. But, Cass wants to change that this year.
Aurelia Faulkner
“She’s interesting, not nice, not friendly, but interesting.”
Aurelia seems to embody the privileged side of the punk movement. Plenty of I don’t give a shit but born with a silver spoon and high expectations. Cass got the former, but not the latter. Then again, maybe they could find some common ground.
Carlo Dion Valentine
“A bit of a douche, but at least he doesn’t like Quidditch”
Nothing is actually wrong with Carlo, but they just come from different worlds. He seems to attract a lot of people around him just like Cass does, though. Maybe there’s something deeper to him, but Cass hasn’t seen a reason to dig there.
Echo Halcyone
“Love Echo, we’ve been hanging out since she got here. Being in the same house and choir. But, she’s driven in a way I just don’t get.”
First year had been so lonely, then Echo and Emily came to the school. Since then they’ve all been super close. And what’s not to like, they’ve felt almost more like family than friends something that’s very important to Cass.
Edgar Whitby
“Met Edgar on the way to school the first year. He’s nice, fun to hand out with sometimes but doesn’t seem to get the whole punk thing. Maybe this year we can get him raging against authority instead of fearing it.”
Edgar had a rough life, seems there’s a lot of that here. Maybe Cass was just lucky and her family was always supportive. Between his naivety and her rose colored glasses way of looking at everyone, though, it’s good they have other friends to keep them out of trouble.
Emily Geralds
“Seriously one of the best people ever. Not only does she never ask me to go flying but nobody’s better to share a pint of ice cream with.”
Like Echo, Emily is close than friends. One of Cass’s favorite things to do is sing with Emily and Echo.
Hestia Wintergerald
“It’s always felt like we’re a lot alike, at least with our friends. She’s super nice and loves to go to concerts and dance. Other people say she’s stubborn, but I’ve never seen it.”
She gets a lot of Hestia’s motherly, it comes out different than it does with Cass but it all seems to come from the same place. But, that’s enough talk, they should just go clubbing.
Lu Ziya
“Um…I’ve seen him around. Seems fine, different circles.”
Not much there, sadly. But, who knows what the year may bring.
Troy Franklin
“He’s a little cutie with a pretty good voice. Good to see young people into Choir.”
Another first year, Cass hopes to get to know him. It’s a little harder with him being in a different house, but there’s always choir.
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|Amelia Artemia Averyonna|
Name:
Amelia Artemia Averyonna
Gender:
Female
Age:
11
Year:
1st
Blood:
Muggleborn
House:
Tituba
Pet:
None
Electives:
None
Clubs:
None
Boggart:
Either a powerless version of herself or a thunderstorm
Patronus:
Falcon
Amortentia:
The great outdoors.
Wand:
Apple, Single Unicorn Hair, 8 inches, Swishy
Best Class:
Potions, Herbology, Care of Magical Creatures (once she makes it to third year)
Worst Class:
Anything that requires verbal incantations
Strengths:
Artistically talented, good memory
Weaknesses:
Mute, not that good in a fight
Personality:(At least a paragraph)
Amelia is a kind, sweet, and gentle but very shy girl. She has a tendency to prefer to stay by herself and away from others, in order to avoid having to talk to others. These habits are due to her embarrassment at being mute and wanting to avoid situations where she might have to speak. Even though she is capable of using sign language but due to a lack of people around her capable of using it, she prefers to find other means to talk to others.
Amelia enjoys spending time outside and will do so, regardless of the weather, unless it is a thunderstorm. She likes being around plants and creatures, things that she can interact with without having to talk. She also enjoys taking care of them and the visual beauty that comes from such effort, using them as subjects for her sketching's.
One outstanding trait of Amelia is her self-confidence. Or rather, her complete lack thereof. Amelia's lack of confidence in herself is to the point that if she does accomplish something, she doesn't feel as if she was the one who actually accomplished the task, even if she was the only one to work on it. This lack of confidence also effects how she views her talents, causing her to think she is lacking in an area where she is actually quite skilled at.
Amelia is also a pacifist. No matter how badly you treat her, she will simply bow her head and let her tormentor(s) continue until they are finished. She will never seek revenge on them or hold a grudge and simply views such things as a natural part of her life that she cannot avoid. This, combined with her muteness often makes her a target for bullies and people of the like.
Amelia enjoys spending time outside and will do so, regardless of the weather, unless it is a thunderstorm. She likes being around plants and creatures, things that she can interact with without having to talk. She also enjoys taking care of them and the visual beauty that comes from such effort, using them as subjects for her sketching's.
One outstanding trait of Amelia is her self-confidence. Or rather, her complete lack thereof. Amelia's lack of confidence in herself is to the point that if she does accomplish something, she doesn't feel as if she was the one who actually accomplished the task, even if she was the only one to work on it. This lack of confidence also effects how she views her talents, causing her to think she is lacking in an area where she is actually quite skilled at.
Amelia is also a pacifist. No matter how badly you treat her, she will simply bow her head and let her tormentor(s) continue until they are finished. She will never seek revenge on them or hold a grudge and simply views such things as a natural part of her life that she cannot avoid. This, combined with her muteness often makes her a target for bullies and people of the like.
Likes:(At least three)
Candy, peaceful and quiet places, the outdoors
Dislikes:(At least three)
Bullies, loud places, situations where she has to talk
Fears:
Amelia's greatest fear is losing her freedom and not finding her place in the world. She feels a need to find where she belongs and fears that she will never really belong anywhere. She also fears for losing her freedom, as without that, she will never find where she belongs.
Amelia also has a great fear of thunder, due to a certain incident.
Amelia also has a great fear of thunder, due to a certain incident.
Biography:(At least two paragraphs)
Amelia was born as the only child to a single mother, Ellis Averyonna. Ellis did her best to raise Amelia and had to keep a constant eye on her daughter, due to Amelia being born mute and unable to make a sound when she needed something. Despite the struggles, Ellis managed to be a good mother to Amelia. However, when Amelia was only one year old, she and Ellis where involved in a car accident, which Amelia survived but Ellis perished in.
None of Amelia's other family wanted the child, as they knew her father and didn't like him, resulting in them viewing his child rather negatively as well. As a result, Amelia was sent to an orphanage, which happened to be in Massachusetts. Amelia's life in the orphanage has been a rough one. Her inability to speak and her pacifism made her an easy target for the bullies that resided there. One incident, where they locked Amelia outside the building while a thunderstorm was happening, left the girl permanently afraid of lightning. The people in charge of the orphanage really didn't help, as most of the bullying went unnoticed and to them, Amelia was a bit of a trouble maker. From a young age, the girl had a tendency of getting into places she shouldn't, getting out of rooms she was locked in as punishment, and getting into the snacks when they were well out of her reach. As a result, they rarely ever did more then a bare minimum to help her.
After Amelia turned eleven, the Republic of Magic sent a representative to explain that Amelia would soon be attending a 'special school' for people with 'special talents'. A bit of magic and some minor bribery later (who couldn't resist a glass of good wine) and Amelia was allowed to attend the Salem Witches' Institute.
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|CARLO DION VALENTNE |
"Maybe it's not the happy ending. Maybe it's about the story."
Name:
Carlo Dion Valentine
Gender:
Male
Age:
17
Year:
6th
Blood:
Fullblood
House:
Warren
Pet:
Tomers | Male | Seven Years Old |
Stubborn | Independent | Lazy | Attracted to any kind of electronics | Likes to be in front of a camera
Stubborn | Independent | Lazy | Attracted to any kind of electronics | Likes to be in front of a camera
Given to him by his oldest sister, Adrianna, Tomers is a Toyger breed. Usually that type of breed of cats come in a more orange and black color scheme. However, Tomers isn’t like the usual type of Toyger breed. Everything about him is unusual from his fur color to how he supposedly has hints of magical prowess. Carlo was told that when he first got Tomers. At the time, he believed it, which was why Carlo protected Tomers with all that he could. However, as he soon learned, it was just some selling tactic that the store owner tried - and it worked. Regardless of that, however, Carlo loves his Tomers, even though the cat can sometimes be a bit of a handful since he is very lazy and doesn’t like to play when Carlo wanted to.
Carlo learned that, over the years of owning Tomers, that his lazy and stubborn cat loves to be in front of a camera. He has no idea why Tomers does, but for whatever reason, he will do all that he can to get in front of a camera even if it’s getting in the way of news casts or other people’s vision. One time when Carlo tried to remove Tomers away from being in front of a camera, the damned cat snapped at him so hard that Carlo nearly lost his right index finger due to it.
Again, Carlo loves his cat, but he’s a real dick sometimes.
Electives:
- Study of Magic Runes
- Alchemy
- Care For Magical Creatures
Clubs:
- Dueling Club
- Charm Club
- Magical Creatures Club
Boggart:
A tall figure with the height of Carlo‘s father, but he never seen it. All that is noticeable about the figure is that there is a hard leather belt in its hand, poised to strike.
Patronus:
White Tiger.
Amortentia:
Burning wood in the Winter | Smell of Autumn leaves in Virginia | Fresh blooming roses in the spring
Wand:
Best Class:
Defense Against the Dark Arts, Care of Magical Creatures, Magic Ruins, and Charms
Worst Class:
Transifguration, Potions, Herbology, and Astrology
Strengths:
- Charming
- Can get himself out of most sticky situations through his charismatic personality
- Charms
- Magical Ruins and History
- Able to bond with Magical Creatures easily
- Able to draw his wand quickly
- Highly intelligent
- Public Speaking
Weaknesses:
- Moderately arrogant and cocky
- Has no ability to understand Divination
- Has a hard time getting rejected/getting “no” as an answer
- Is unable to subject himself to speak obscenities
- The notion of Transfiguration is foreign to him.
- Herbology - lol what?
Personality:(At least a paragraph)
Not to use slang, but the way that one could describe Carlo as the best they can without making it overcomplicated would be that he has a gentleman’s swag. The charisma he shows off can lead anyone to believe what he says. That isn’t to say that he’s manipulative, but he wouldn’t say anything if someone were to blindly follow or believe him about something. His charm also goes hand in hand with his charisma since its essentially the same thing. Carlo’s charming personality puts him in a good light to the professors, especially if they catch him or those he is with in a compromising situation.
When Carlo speaks, he is able to capture the grace and beauty in anything he is reciting in front of anyone. He is able to capture the emotion within the written text he is reciting as well clearly express it in a memorable way. Adding to speaking eloquently, Carlo shows a certain grace when he’s around people that can only be described as elegant sophistication. What this means is that Carlo does not subject himself to the primal instincts of man that includes, but is not limited to : curse words, starting fights for no reason, being without manners, making noise when eating, burping and farting whenever the need comes, making inappropriate jokes. So, in the end of it all, Carlo acts with dignity and grace and his manner of speaking represent itself as such.
To say that Carlo is confident would be an understatement. Some could say that it’s more cockiness than it is just confidence. Being the son of one of the richest families in the Canadian-American Wizardry World, Carlo half-expects people to treat him a certain way or for him to get a certain reaction. This could show itself in a form of elitism or perhaps even an overconfidence that would fall over into the cockiness region. His overconfidence and almost self-entitlement shows itself dominantly when he’s vying for the attention of someone. It could be some lucky girl that stands out to him in a crowd of wonderful applicants to become his woman. He looks for those that seem different than the rest of the snobbish ones. When he spots one he likes, he goes in like a tiger - fierce and full of confidence. When he approaches them, he will use all that he could to get them to say yes. However, there have been instances where Carlo has been given the word “no” in response to his advances. That’s entirely okay with him even though he doesn’t like the word no. He simply smiles at the fact that he’s going to be able to partake in a game of persuasion - which he is awfully good at. He likes to think that the word “no” just means that he isn’t trying hard enough and a grand gesture won’t be enough; he needs to win whomever he’s trying to get the attention of so much that they couldn’t possibly stay away from him.
Coming from the background that he does, there comes a certain amount of abrasive arrogance that, while Carlo doesn’t intend to, he could come off as a bit insensitive. This is due to the fact that he perhaps doesn’t think of what he says to people that might come from a lower social class than him. Or perhaps it’s that he doesn’t think about what he says and it comes off in a snobbish way. Regardless of what it is, this is sometimes off-putting to those in the middle and lower classes of wealth.
Underneath all of that style, all of that grace, that eloquent, and that elegance, is a man wanting to find love. Underneath all of that overconfidence and nigh-cockiness is a boy who never really found himself to be accepted by his parents. Though as he might try to fool those around him - and maybe himself - Carlo never really could. He wants to find someone that would be able to look past all of those off-putting traits and do what his parents could not wholly: accept him for all that he is.
When Carlo speaks, he is able to capture the grace and beauty in anything he is reciting in front of anyone. He is able to capture the emotion within the written text he is reciting as well clearly express it in a memorable way. Adding to speaking eloquently, Carlo shows a certain grace when he’s around people that can only be described as elegant sophistication. What this means is that Carlo does not subject himself to the primal instincts of man that includes, but is not limited to : curse words, starting fights for no reason, being without manners, making noise when eating, burping and farting whenever the need comes, making inappropriate jokes. So, in the end of it all, Carlo acts with dignity and grace and his manner of speaking represent itself as such.
To say that Carlo is confident would be an understatement. Some could say that it’s more cockiness than it is just confidence. Being the son of one of the richest families in the Canadian-American Wizardry World, Carlo half-expects people to treat him a certain way or for him to get a certain reaction. This could show itself in a form of elitism or perhaps even an overconfidence that would fall over into the cockiness region. His overconfidence and almost self-entitlement shows itself dominantly when he’s vying for the attention of someone. It could be some lucky girl that stands out to him in a crowd of wonderful applicants to become his woman. He looks for those that seem different than the rest of the snobbish ones. When he spots one he likes, he goes in like a tiger - fierce and full of confidence. When he approaches them, he will use all that he could to get them to say yes. However, there have been instances where Carlo has been given the word “no” in response to his advances. That’s entirely okay with him even though he doesn’t like the word no. He simply smiles at the fact that he’s going to be able to partake in a game of persuasion - which he is awfully good at. He likes to think that the word “no” just means that he isn’t trying hard enough and a grand gesture won’t be enough; he needs to win whomever he’s trying to get the attention of so much that they couldn’t possibly stay away from him.
Coming from the background that he does, there comes a certain amount of abrasive arrogance that, while Carlo doesn’t intend to, he could come off as a bit insensitive. This is due to the fact that he perhaps doesn’t think of what he says to people that might come from a lower social class than him. Or perhaps it’s that he doesn’t think about what he says and it comes off in a snobbish way. Regardless of what it is, this is sometimes off-putting to those in the middle and lower classes of wealth.
Underneath all of that style, all of that grace, that eloquent, and that elegance, is a man wanting to find love. Underneath all of that overconfidence and nigh-cockiness is a boy who never really found himself to be accepted by his parents. Though as he might try to fool those around him - and maybe himself - Carlo never really could. He wants to find someone that would be able to look past all of those off-putting traits and do what his parents could not wholly: accept him for all that he is.
Likes:
- His mother and two older sisters
- Females
- Tomers(even though the little bastard can be the spawn of Voldermort)
- The smell of roses fresh in spring
- Spring in general
- Enjoying a nap in the fields when relaxing
- Being able to recite words in public/Public Speaking
- Dueling, Charms, and Magical Creatures Clubs
- Engaging in intellectual debates with professors and fellow students
- Italian and Chinese Food
- American Soft Drinks(Dr. Pepper and Pepsi are his favorites)
- Sunny and partly-cloudy weather(usually accompanied by wind)
- Wind - it makes him feel free and that change is possible.
- Wine even though he’s technically not allowed to have it, but being Italian has its advantages
- Any kind of red meat - especially wild game like venison
- Practicing his spell craft
- Most forms of Rock and its various sub-genres
- Those who like him for who he is and not the connections his family can open up.
- Enjoys the thrill of a chase to get at the females that say no to his advances. He finds the chance to get them to change their minds through means of a grand gesture quite the experience
Dislikes:
- Being judged based on who his father is
- His Father
- His brother
- Dogs
- Quiddish(for unknown reasons)
- English/Irish/Scottish food. He just dislikes the taste and texture of it.
- Shallow, conceited, and/or selfish brats, especially those who are trust fund babies.
- Immaturity
- Those who curse up a storm. He finds it undignified to shout such obscenities. Speaking of which--”
- Obscenities. It‘s simply out of character for him to use them.
- Off-brand products. If Carlo is going to eat/drink unhealthily, he might as well as go the extra mile and get the good stuff. #namebrandsftw
- People who waste his time. There‘s nothing worse than someone who seems disinterested in him, especially if they are conceited or shallow.
- People who seem to disrespect his sister Adrianna for mingling with the Muggles. He won‘t stand for it even if he‘s angry at her for doing as such.
Fears:
- Disappointing his father. That has been a constant fear of his. Due to how his father is and how high of expectations he holds over his “youngest”, Carlo always fears that he might not live up to the pedestal that his father put him on. That’s why Carlo tries his best to get a perfect A-average at SWI so that his father won’t put his wrath upon him.
- His older brother, Pablo. He always feels inferior to his brother and every time that Carlo comes home from school either for break or after the semester is done with, Pablo always tries to make it his mission in life to bully Carlo around either by demeaning him in front of their father or cornering him in a magic battle.
- Hard leather belts
- That tall shadowy figure that Carlo never has been able to identify for the longest of times.
Biography:
Though never proven, rumor has it that the Valentine family is directly derived from Saint Valentine of Rome himself. It‘s true that there is a lot of mystery that surrounds the great Saint Valentine of Rome like who exactly he was and what he did for the Roman Catholic Church back in his day of living. At least, that‘s what the public has reason to believe. In actuality, he faked his death. It was rather easy considering the wonders of magic and how the muggles could be deceived by anything. Surely a simple alteration spell of his death would be enough to fool them.
After his faked death, Saint Valentine desired anonymity from the Roman Catholic Church, so he sought out help from a few contacts within the Wizardry World where he would assume a new identiy with a new face to boot. Under the name Vincent Valencio, the former Saint Valentine took to a promising land across the Atlantic that would later become what is known in the modern day as America. It was secluded and more importantly, away from those that wished to harm him. There he settled in a cottage and lived his days in peace.
If one was to trace his life down through that funny thing we call time, it would reveal that sometime after he settled and in the year of 2014, he had a family and the tree of the Valencio name sprouted. Only, that it wasn’t actually the Valencio as he would have preferred. Over the years, the name went through several different changes of names until a few generations ago, the name reverted back to its roots after a certain wizard by the name of Vincent Alistair found the origins of his family’s ancestry and traced it to the Saint Valentine of Rome. After meeting the now aged Saint, he became fuelled by rage that his ancestor would deceive everyone like that. After murdering the former Saint of Rome, the name of Valentine came back to the family once more.
Ever since that day, the Valencio’s became known as the Valentines. And since that day, their name became one to be reckoned with in the Wizardry World. They soon became known as one of the most prominent as well as wealthy - and equally as ruthless - families. They even rivaled the Malfoy’s of England.
The current head of the Valentine family, Fabio Vincent Valentine, is the father to four Valentine children, the youngest being one Carlo Dion Valentine, a student at the Salem Witches’ Institute. The young Carlo was groomed from the very start to appeal to people a certain way, speak to them a certain way, and always show good manners. There was never a moment where Carlo was allowed to speak out of turn when it came to social gatherings at the Valentine Estate, even less when visiting other places. Only because of Carlo’s heritage was he forced to attend the Salem Witches’ Institute. He didn’t want to, but as it was tradition for the Valentines, he had to.
Six years he had been there and Carlo has never once gotten a word of congratulations from his father. Even though his mother, Bianca Valentine, had her ways of showing her love for what her son has done, she hardly showed it in front of others due to the strictness that his father puts on him. Regardless, Carlo never once acted out towards his teachers - well, that is until maybe his forth or fifth year where he garnered himself a large popularity. In truth, due to who he was and how he looked, Carlo became really popular with the ladies and even took part in Quiddish when he was in those years. However, he has long since given that up due to reasons unknown. Some say that he was forced to and some say that he simply lost interest. Whatever the reason, it was a damn shame since Carlo was one of the best beaters that SWI has known.
After his faked death, Saint Valentine desired anonymity from the Roman Catholic Church, so he sought out help from a few contacts within the Wizardry World where he would assume a new identiy with a new face to boot. Under the name Vincent Valencio, the former Saint Valentine took to a promising land across the Atlantic that would later become what is known in the modern day as America. It was secluded and more importantly, away from those that wished to harm him. There he settled in a cottage and lived his days in peace.
If one was to trace his life down through that funny thing we call time, it would reveal that sometime after he settled and in the year of 2014, he had a family and the tree of the Valencio name sprouted. Only, that it wasn’t actually the Valencio as he would have preferred. Over the years, the name went through several different changes of names until a few generations ago, the name reverted back to its roots after a certain wizard by the name of Vincent Alistair found the origins of his family’s ancestry and traced it to the Saint Valentine of Rome. After meeting the now aged Saint, he became fuelled by rage that his ancestor would deceive everyone like that. After murdering the former Saint of Rome, the name of Valentine came back to the family once more.
Ever since that day, the Valencio’s became known as the Valentines. And since that day, their name became one to be reckoned with in the Wizardry World. They soon became known as one of the most prominent as well as wealthy - and equally as ruthless - families. They even rivaled the Malfoy’s of England.
The current head of the Valentine family, Fabio Vincent Valentine, is the father to four Valentine children, the youngest being one Carlo Dion Valentine, a student at the Salem Witches’ Institute. The young Carlo was groomed from the very start to appeal to people a certain way, speak to them a certain way, and always show good manners. There was never a moment where Carlo was allowed to speak out of turn when it came to social gatherings at the Valentine Estate, even less when visiting other places. Only because of Carlo’s heritage was he forced to attend the Salem Witches’ Institute. He didn’t want to, but as it was tradition for the Valentines, he had to.
Six years he had been there and Carlo has never once gotten a word of congratulations from his father. Even though his mother, Bianca Valentine, had her ways of showing her love for what her son has done, she hardly showed it in front of others due to the strictness that his father puts on him. Regardless, Carlo never once acted out towards his teachers - well, that is until maybe his forth or fifth year where he garnered himself a large popularity. In truth, due to who he was and how he looked, Carlo became really popular with the ladies and even took part in Quiddish when he was in those years. However, he has long since given that up due to reasons unknown. Some say that he was forced to and some say that he simply lost interest. Whatever the reason, it was a damn shame since Carlo was one of the best beaters that SWI has known.
Trivia About the Valentine Family:
For some odd reason, all of those who have blood directly descended from the Saint Valentine of Rome have all been born on February 14th, which is ironically Valentine‘s Day, named after said saint.
The main Valentine Estate is located within The Golden Triangle Neighborhood of Greenwich, Connecticut.
The Valentine wealth comes from a number of questionable activities as they have been the center of a lot of controversy of importing nigh-illegal goods from all over the world. Though none of it has been proven, it still has been questioned by the Republic of Magic.
The Valentine Family as it stands now:
The main Valentine Estate is located within The Golden Triangle Neighborhood of Greenwich, Connecticut.
It’s mainly a Wizard-only neighborhood with the exception of a few muggle and halfblood families in residence. The Valentines look over that since all of the families are from the upper-class and above of financial and social standing. The Valentine Estate is the largest - and richest - estate in the neighborhood. It is known for holding the most extravagant parties during the winter and summer breaks, especially if the children are home. Though, most of the social gatherings happen while they are away for school.
The Valentine wealth comes from a number of questionable activities as they have been the center of a lot of controversy of importing nigh-illegal goods from all over the world. Though none of it has been proven, it still has been questioned by the Republic of Magic.
The Valentine Family as it stands now:
- Fabio Vincent Valentine | 65 | Chief Operating Officer and Chief Executive Officer of Valentine Incorporated
Described as strict, overbearing, and always on his children’s asses about their respective responsibilities. He also has a habit of physically abusing them if they get out of hand or if they argue with anything he commands them to do - that goes double for Bianca. - Bianca Valentine | 58 | Executive Vice President of Valentine Incorporated
Described as firm, but still loving. She is probably the reason why the Valentine children have love in their hearts. Even though he abuses her, she loves her husband and knows that there is good in him even after all the shit he does to her. - Pablo Valentine | 30 | Co-Vice President of Valentine Incorporated
Being the first born, Pablo definitely takes after his father the most. He has just as much strictness in him as his father has and is just as much of a hardass like Fabio. There is also a rather power-hungry and greedy side to him. There is currently a plan to overthrow his father sometime in the future. - Adrianna Theresa Valentine | 25 | Professor at NYU
Completely separate from her family’s semi-legal operations, Adrianna chose to not even take part in her family’s business. Instead - and much against her father and mother’s wish - chose to live among the muggles as she teaches Film Study at NYU. She tries to maintain a relationship with her family, but they haven’t returned her olive branch. Well, that is aside from her youngest brother, Carlo, who has a rather close bond to her. He still harbors some kind of anger towards her for leaving. If only he knew why.. - Cassandria Medusa Valentine | 22 | Assistant Branch Manager of Valentine Incorporated
Though a bit wild, Cassie has been given the opportunity by her parents to redeem herself in their image by giving her a job at the family business. She is described as that kind of person that doesn’t really like being told what to do and usually acts out just to spite her parents. This, obviously, isn’t something that they like - especially her father due to the way that he is. She is awfully close to Carlo and Adrianna. - Carlo Dion Valentine | 16 | Student at Salem Witches’ Institute
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Human - Christina Perri
Placeholder theme until I find something more pop-punky that fits Carlo. xD
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Name:
Ariadne "Addie" Dorothea Tune
Gender:
Female
Age:
16
Year:
6th
Blood:
Half-Blood
House:
Good
Pet:
A fluffy black cat named Henry
Electives:
Alchemy
Muggle Studies
Arithmancy
Muggle Studies
Arithmancy
Clubs:
Astronomy Club
Potions Club
Charms Club
Potions Club
Charms Club
Boggart:
Addie's boggart used to be what she imagined was the troll that killed her mother, but these days its her two cousins threatening to tell her Aunt Bea how bad she is.
Patronus:
A cat
Amortentia:
Jasmine, oil paint, the air after it rains, and freshly brewed coffee.
Wand:
Willow, Unicorn Hair, 11 1/2 in, springy
Best Class:
Potions
Worst Class:
Herbology
Strengths:
Good at motivating herself and others
Can easily replicate a potion in a matter of minutes and has memorized the ingredients for several potions
Almost always honest
Quite skilled in transiguration as well
Intelligent
Witty
Quick learner
Can easily replicate a potion in a matter of minutes and has memorized the ingredients for several potions
Almost always honest
Quite skilled in transiguration as well
Intelligent
Witty
Quick learner
Weaknesses:
Not the best at managing time
Very insecure
Almost completely incompetent when it comes to Herbology. Countless hours have been spent studying for this class in order to get a passing grade.
How are you supposed to even memorize all the stuff taught in History of Magic? Huh?
Can't always muster the right amount of confidence
Sometimes easily discouraged
Mixes up and forgets spells sometimes
Constantly wears a mask to hide her emotions
Very insecure
Almost completely incompetent when it comes to Herbology. Countless hours have been spent studying for this class in order to get a passing grade.
How are you supposed to even memorize all the stuff taught in History of Magic? Huh?
Can't always muster the right amount of confidence
Sometimes easily discouraged
Mixes up and forgets spells sometimes
Constantly wears a mask to hide her emotions
Personality:
From her past, it may seem like Addie is a weepy, sad, mess. Though this is sometimes true, almost always when she is alone, she puts on a front for the world to see. Talking about her feelings and family is not something she partakes in frequently, although she will share the occasional, good memory from a happier time when she was younger. Otherwise, she is usually fairly quiet, especially when it comes to discussing herself. She’s not necessarily shy, but Addie is a very insecure girl. She has no issues speaking up in class or participating in some small talk with classmates and friends. She is not too quick to judge others, but is a firm believer in listening to your gut when it speaks up. Because of this, Addie is cautious of those that rub her the wrong way. A lone wolf, she normally enjoys being alone but won’t shoo away a friend who wishes to share her company or engage her in conversation. It is because of this that she is known as a friendly and kind person.
She seems to always have an open shoulder, for Addie hates seeing others in a sad mood, but will hardly ever go to anyone to talk about her own problems. You could say she has a certain pride that she’s afraid of tarnishing, a fault that causes her to bottle up her problems until they come bursting out when something truly awful happens to her. She dislikes being touched, especially near her arms. However, she will sometimes find that she desires to be held for a long period of time (of course this is a silly request, and she would never make it, opting instead to snuggle up with her cat…although he’s not always up for it.)
There is a certain charm to Addie in the fact that, although she is generally very sweet, she has some bite to her. Addie is stubborn, sarcastic, and on her best (and sometimes worst) days, she will not hesitate to snap back at anyone who tries to trample over her. After all, it’s her family that she fears the most-everyone else can’t hurt in the same way. Though no one can really tell, Addie hardly feels much. One of the reasons why she’s always drawing is because her passion for the arts is one of the only ways she distract herself from how badly her emotional state of being is.
She seems to always have an open shoulder, for Addie hates seeing others in a sad mood, but will hardly ever go to anyone to talk about her own problems. You could say she has a certain pride that she’s afraid of tarnishing, a fault that causes her to bottle up her problems until they come bursting out when something truly awful happens to her. She dislikes being touched, especially near her arms. However, she will sometimes find that she desires to be held for a long period of time (of course this is a silly request, and she would never make it, opting instead to snuggle up with her cat…although he’s not always up for it.)
There is a certain charm to Addie in the fact that, although she is generally very sweet, she has some bite to her. Addie is stubborn, sarcastic, and on her best (and sometimes worst) days, she will not hesitate to snap back at anyone who tries to trample over her. After all, it’s her family that she fears the most-everyone else can’t hurt in the same way. Though no one can really tell, Addie hardly feels much. One of the reasons why she’s always drawing is because her passion for the arts is one of the only ways she distract herself from how badly her emotional state of being is.
Likes:
Drawing, sketching, and painting
Chocolate almonds
Rainy weather
Fall, especially the leaves changing colors
Handsome young lads
Purple irises
Hot tea with honey
Warm socks and boots
People that make her feel comfortable
A clear night sky
Furry animals
Cute jackets
Kindness
Reading (fairy tales and stories about magic)
Chocolate almonds
Rainy weather
Fall, especially the leaves changing colors
Handsome young lads
Purple irises
Hot tea with honey
Warm socks and boots
People that make her feel comfortable
A clear night sky
Furry animals
Cute jackets
Kindness
Reading (fairy tales and stories about magic)
Dislikes:
Yelling
Crudeness
Sweating
Humid weather (it makes her hair frizzier than it needs to be)
Crying
Finding sad people
Greediness
Fall (though it's her favorite season, the anniversary of her mother's death takes place in the fall.)
Disappointing others
Peas
Bad dreams
Dishonesty
Bad manners
Crudeness
Sweating
Humid weather (it makes her hair frizzier than it needs to be)
Crying
Finding sad people
Greediness
Fall (though it's her favorite season, the anniversary of her mother's death takes place in the fall.)
Disappointing others
Peas
Bad dreams
Dishonesty
Bad manners
Fears:
Her cousins
Being unloved
Ending up alone
Disappointing her father
People finding out about her bad habit
Earthquakes
Huge monsters
Losing more loved ones
Being unloved
Ending up alone
Disappointing her father
People finding out about her bad habit
Earthquakes
Huge monsters
Losing more loved ones
Biography:
There was a time when Addie knew no tragedy. Born in a rainy town with a sunny disposition, she spent the first seven years of her life in Washington with her parents, Jamie and Cecilia. As a child she was happy and almost always smiling. Her mother was a witch who had fallen in love with a muggle, and so she grew up in a magic-friendly household while also obtaining the customs of the muggle world as well. Cecilia worked as a journalist for Magic Daily, often writing about magical creatures in the wild, always trying to inform the public on all the wonderful beings that existed in the magical world. Jamie was a pilot who was often traveling but made sure he could be home with his family as much as possible. Her parents were just as happy as their beloved daughter and worked as a team to raise her on good, strong principles. They not only encouraged her to think for herself, but to believe in her abilities and to be who she wanted to be, not what everyone else wanted her to be. From an early age, she expressed a great interest in art so her father, an artist himself, would sit with Addie for hours just drawing and painting together. He taught her the techniques he had learned over the years while allowing her to develop her own methods and style. For a long time, the Tune family lived very happily.
When Addie was seven, her mother decided to head north to Canada to do some research for an article she was working on about forest trolls. Just like every other time Cecilia had left for a job, Addie and her father were certain she would be back with stories of her findings. But things were about to take a turn for the worst. They received news the news three days after she had left: Cecilia had made it to her destination, but she had not been prepared for how aggressive forest trolls were when they sensed an invader. She was killed immediately by blunt force trauma to the head. Jamie was devastated and Addie was traumatized, and after his wife died, Jamie’s mood changed drastically. He cut off ties with many of his closest friends, stopped coming home for days on end, and began to neglect Addie. It got so bad to the point that Cecilia’s younger, muggle sister, Bea, had to step in and take care of Addie while Jamie was gone at work. Eventually, Jamie let Bea take Addie into her home for good. She now lived in Portland, Orgeon with Bea’s family.
The only thing Addie liked about her new life was her Aunt Bea and her youngest child, Esther. Esther was two years younger than Addie and immediately latched onto her as if she were another big sister. Though spending time with these two, plus her Uncle Teddy, made her feel welcome, her two older cousins, Benjamin and Lydia, did not take well to the new addition to their home. Instead of constantly picking on their little sister they found a new target in Addie. They teased and insulted her frequently while also pushing her to partake in “games” that ended up with her hurt or embarrassed. You would think that once she turned nine and her powers manifested, they would have been scared of their cousin but this was not the case. As a matter of fact, their bullying became harsher-kids that are jealous of other kids can be cruel. Benjamin and Lydia put the idea in Addie’s head that if she were to tattle to their mother, they would lie and say that she was the one causing trouble. And so even though her Aunt Bea showered her with love, her heart stopped working the way it was supposed to, and Addie slowly let depression take over her body and her mind. Even worse, her father’s reaction to her newfound abilities was not positive. Jamie tried not to let it show, but he had always blamed the magical world for his beloved wife’s death. And to see his daughter become just like her didn’t sit well with him. She found some escape as she and her cousins grew older. As they matured, they became less interested in child’s play and more into hanging out with their teenage friends. Once Addie began attending the Salem Witches’ Institute, her mood changed for the better, but only slightly. Having to go home for breaks and holidays and having to deal with her father’s increasingly prevalent absence from her life, and the cousins that still disliked her brought all her feelings of loneliness and self-loathing back. They just wouldn’t go away, no matter how positive she tried to be. She began to cut herself when she was thirteen, never going deep enough to kill but just enough to scar. Addie constantly throws herself into her art in order to banish away the negative feelings that hold her back from flourishing, and you can often catch her sitting by herself, sketching or painting something beautiful.
When Addie was seven, her mother decided to head north to Canada to do some research for an article she was working on about forest trolls. Just like every other time Cecilia had left for a job, Addie and her father were certain she would be back with stories of her findings. But things were about to take a turn for the worst. They received news the news three days after she had left: Cecilia had made it to her destination, but she had not been prepared for how aggressive forest trolls were when they sensed an invader. She was killed immediately by blunt force trauma to the head. Jamie was devastated and Addie was traumatized, and after his wife died, Jamie’s mood changed drastically. He cut off ties with many of his closest friends, stopped coming home for days on end, and began to neglect Addie. It got so bad to the point that Cecilia’s younger, muggle sister, Bea, had to step in and take care of Addie while Jamie was gone at work. Eventually, Jamie let Bea take Addie into her home for good. She now lived in Portland, Orgeon with Bea’s family.
The only thing Addie liked about her new life was her Aunt Bea and her youngest child, Esther. Esther was two years younger than Addie and immediately latched onto her as if she were another big sister. Though spending time with these two, plus her Uncle Teddy, made her feel welcome, her two older cousins, Benjamin and Lydia, did not take well to the new addition to their home. Instead of constantly picking on their little sister they found a new target in Addie. They teased and insulted her frequently while also pushing her to partake in “games” that ended up with her hurt or embarrassed. You would think that once she turned nine and her powers manifested, they would have been scared of their cousin but this was not the case. As a matter of fact, their bullying became harsher-kids that are jealous of other kids can be cruel. Benjamin and Lydia put the idea in Addie’s head that if she were to tattle to their mother, they would lie and say that she was the one causing trouble. And so even though her Aunt Bea showered her with love, her heart stopped working the way it was supposed to, and Addie slowly let depression take over her body and her mind. Even worse, her father’s reaction to her newfound abilities was not positive. Jamie tried not to let it show, but he had always blamed the magical world for his beloved wife’s death. And to see his daughter become just like her didn’t sit well with him. She found some escape as she and her cousins grew older. As they matured, they became less interested in child’s play and more into hanging out with their teenage friends. Once Addie began attending the Salem Witches’ Institute, her mood changed for the better, but only slightly. Having to go home for breaks and holidays and having to deal with her father’s increasingly prevalent absence from her life, and the cousins that still disliked her brought all her feelings of loneliness and self-loathing back. They just wouldn’t go away, no matter how positive she tried to be. She began to cut herself when she was thirteen, never going deep enough to kill but just enough to scar. Addie constantly throws herself into her art in order to banish away the negative feelings that hold her back from flourishing, and you can often catch her sitting by herself, sketching or painting something beautiful.
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|EDGAR BARNABUS WHITBY|
Name:
Edgar Barnabus Whitby
Gender:
Male
Age:
18
Year:
7th
Blood:
Pureblood
House:
Good
Pet:
Archimedes-The Barn Owl
Electives:
- Alchemy
- Study of Ancient Runes
- Arithmancy
Clubs:
- Dueling Club
- Charms Club
- Potions Club
Boggart:
A spectral version of his Father
Patronus:
Owl
Armortenia:
The smell of the pages of a book, particularly older books
Wand:
Pine, Firm, 13 1/2 inches, Dragon Heartstring
Best Class(es):
Potions, Magical History, Charms
Worst Class(es):
Herbology, Transfiguration, Divination
Strengths:
- Highly Intelligent
- Strong Willed
- Has the ability to lead
- Witty
- Perfectionist
- Has a great sense of humor
Weaknesses:
- Shy
- Can be manipulated easily
- Despite intelligence is a bit naive
- Socially awkward
- Consistently stressed
- Shut-In
Personality:
Edgar has become the product of an overbearing father who values knowledge and titles above all else. As such Edgar has become a shut in who's only comfort is the books that he reads. He has worked very hard to become the person that he is taking time to accurately and with great detail plan every single function that his life revolves around. While he seems too cold and distant to most he does find time to help other students in some of the more difficult classes knowing how difficult those classes can be.
As a consequence of his up bringing Edgar has an almost irrational fear of authority figures and does everything he can to stay within the accepted line. While among his peers this leads to rumors that he tends to be a snitch or a teachers pet, the latter he doesn't mind being called, has led him to nearly abandon most common social interactions. When he hears of bullies among the school he will be quick to confront them and easily wear them down with a witty and intelligent barrage that would almost rival the brightest of professors.
As a consequence of his up bringing Edgar has an almost irrational fear of authority figures and does everything he can to stay within the accepted line. While among his peers this leads to rumors that he tends to be a snitch or a teachers pet, the latter he doesn't mind being called, has led him to nearly abandon most common social interactions. When he hears of bullies among the school he will be quick to confront them and easily wear them down with a witty and intelligent barrage that would almost rival the brightest of professors.
Likes:
- Reading (Favorite Authors: Sun Tzu, Lao Tsi)
- Dueling
- Being around like minded people
Dislikes:
- Excessively loud people
- Arrogance
- Fool Hardiness
Fears:
- Failing academically
- Falling out of touch with his peerage
- Becoming "lame"
Biography:
The Whitby name is not one that is well known within the wizarding world, although in centuries past it was tied to some of the most prominent names in American wizardry. During the years of the Salem witch hunts the Whitby's were cousins to the Proctor's and as such Edgar's family still holds that connection tight. As the years progressed Edgar was beaten over the head with the thoughts that he was to continue a long line of wizardry and it was his responsibility to continue the name of Whitby.
Edgar's childhood was a bitter and lonely one, being the only child of a once prestigious wizarding family Edgar's father began his wizarding training from as early as physically possible teaching him magical history at the tender age of four. By the time he was old enough to attend his first year at Salem Edgar had already read most of the core classes books and knew most of what the professors were going to teach. This lead him to become an outcast among his peerage calling him all sorts of terrible names which only furthered his introverted behavior. When his grades began to slip it was only a matter of time before his father heard about it and began his tyrannical rule from a far.
After his first year came to a close Edgar's father began buckling down on him enforcing strict mandatory study times and material that was too far beyond what a second year should be learning. Without anytime to figure out life in a social aspect Edgar retreated into his books and his studies in the hope that if he studied hard enough or learned enough of the materials that his father shoved in front of him that maybe he would let up on him and possibly give him a taste of freedom that he so desperately wanted. Sadly this was not the case. The better that Edgar did the more his father shoved onto him and Edgar's only hope was that he could return to Salem just to have a minute break from studying.
His second year quickly became a repeat of the year before, his over zealous father pushing him into his studies caused him to skyrocket academically but fall tragically short socially. It wasn't until that another student began having trouble with a particularly troublesome class that Edgar began to shine. With his knowledge in the classes and courses far beyond what many had experienced he was able to aid in studying to the first years that were quickly becoming overwhelmed.
Finally feeling like a normal child Edgar dreaded going home knowing that his father would be waiting to continue the almost torturous activity of studying under him. Sure enough Edgar was right and the rigorous exercise of his father's tutelage began almost instantly after he walked through the door. Edgar thought that his ability to help others in the school would finally give his father a moment of pride at that thought, however, quickly passed. Edgar's father quickly scolded him telling him that his knowledge was only meant for Edgar and Edgar alone and he should never share what he knows with anyone.
Now in his seventh year Edgar continues his aid of other students, much to his father's displeasure, and now has started a personal campaign to help those bullied as senior member of the student body. Even with his new found bravado Edgar still harbors a deep seeded fear of the teaching staff and still prefers the solitude of the library to the hustle and bustle of the Good common room. It is unsure wither or not he will continue to thrive or shrink back into his almost hermit like life style since Edgar himself does not know if he will ever be free of his father's influence.
Edgar's childhood was a bitter and lonely one, being the only child of a once prestigious wizarding family Edgar's father began his wizarding training from as early as physically possible teaching him magical history at the tender age of four. By the time he was old enough to attend his first year at Salem Edgar had already read most of the core classes books and knew most of what the professors were going to teach. This lead him to become an outcast among his peerage calling him all sorts of terrible names which only furthered his introverted behavior. When his grades began to slip it was only a matter of time before his father heard about it and began his tyrannical rule from a far.
After his first year came to a close Edgar's father began buckling down on him enforcing strict mandatory study times and material that was too far beyond what a second year should be learning. Without anytime to figure out life in a social aspect Edgar retreated into his books and his studies in the hope that if he studied hard enough or learned enough of the materials that his father shoved in front of him that maybe he would let up on him and possibly give him a taste of freedom that he so desperately wanted. Sadly this was not the case. The better that Edgar did the more his father shoved onto him and Edgar's only hope was that he could return to Salem just to have a minute break from studying.
His second year quickly became a repeat of the year before, his over zealous father pushing him into his studies caused him to skyrocket academically but fall tragically short socially. It wasn't until that another student began having trouble with a particularly troublesome class that Edgar began to shine. With his knowledge in the classes and courses far beyond what many had experienced he was able to aid in studying to the first years that were quickly becoming overwhelmed.
Finally feeling like a normal child Edgar dreaded going home knowing that his father would be waiting to continue the almost torturous activity of studying under him. Sure enough Edgar was right and the rigorous exercise of his father's tutelage began almost instantly after he walked through the door. Edgar thought that his ability to help others in the school would finally give his father a moment of pride at that thought, however, quickly passed. Edgar's father quickly scolded him telling him that his knowledge was only meant for Edgar and Edgar alone and he should never share what he knows with anyone.
Now in his seventh year Edgar continues his aid of other students, much to his father's displeasure, and now has started a personal campaign to help those bullied as senior member of the student body. Even with his new found bravado Edgar still harbors a deep seeded fear of the teaching staff and still prefers the solitude of the library to the hustle and bustle of the Good common room. It is unsure wither or not he will continue to thrive or shrink back into his almost hermit like life style since Edgar himself does not know if he will ever be free of his father's influence.
GoddessSophia Broken Girl
Banned
Seen
5 yrs ago
Name:
Emily Athena Geralds
Gender:
Female
Age:
16
Year:
6th
Blood:
Half-Blood
House:
Tituba
Pet:
She has a dog called Piper
Piper is very relaxed dog, friendly and welcoming to both people and other animals. She prefers to be close to Emily, sitting on her lap or laying on her stomach when Emily is asleep or resting. She loves her daily walks and can get very playful.
Piper is very relaxed dog, friendly and welcoming to both people and other animals. She prefers to be close to Emily, sitting on her lap or laying on her stomach when Emily is asleep or resting. She loves her daily walks and can get very playful.
Electives:
Apparition
Study of Ancient Runes
Alchemy
Study of Ancient Runes
Alchemy
Clubs:
Magical Creatures Club
Choir
Potions Club
Choir
Potions Club
Best Class(es):
Muggle Studies, Divination
Worst Class:
Apparition
In all honestly, she finds the class bit of a bore. She does her best, but doesn’t seem to succeed when she tries.
In all honestly, she finds the class bit of a bore. She does her best, but doesn’t seem to succeed when she tries.
Boggart:
Her aunt Geraldina; her aunt is rather unfriendly, insanely strict and a scary person. She and Emily never got on, and the image of her aunt haunts Emily’s mind
Patronus:
A Peacock.
Amortentia:
Freshly cut grass, Wild flowers in the garden and the spell of peaches
Wand:
Vine wood, Dragon heartstring core 12¾", pretty strong
Strengths:
Fast learner with most spells
Spells work 80% of the time
Good listener
Gentle when it comes to handling creatures, of any size
Has a lovely singing voice
Enthusiastic about most lessons/school clubs
Good wand work ~ quick at drawing a wand etc
Spells work 80% of the time
Good listener
Gentle when it comes to handling creatures, of any size
Has a lovely singing voice
Enthusiastic about most lessons/school clubs
Good wand work ~ quick at drawing a wand etc
Weaknesses:
A rather slow runner
Doesn’t seem to grasp the concept of Apparition
Lacking in some abilities in a duel
Bad habit of mis-placing her wand, things by accident
Not the best flyer on a broom
Lacks knowledge in Herbology
Potions tend to blow up in her face, cause a mess or don't work properly
Bad with memorizing Latin words
Not Physically strong~ could be easily beaten in a fight *Duels and physical combat*
Can be stubborn at times
Doesn’t seem to grasp the concept of Apparition
Lacking in some abilities in a duel
Bad habit of mis-placing her wand, things by accident
Not the best flyer on a broom
Lacks knowledge in Herbology
Potions tend to blow up in her face, cause a mess or don't work properly
Bad with memorizing Latin words
Not Physically strong~ could be easily beaten in a fight *Duels and physical combat*
Can be stubborn at times
Personality:(At least a paragraph)
Emily is a friendly and out going person; she is always trying to make new friends and make new students feel welcome at the Institute. She gives everyone a fair chance and she avoids having enemies, and arguments with people; she much rather prefer being on good terms and being friends than being upset/arguing about something...although it can't always be avoided.
She can be rather sensitive, and always tries to put other people before herself; she's very self-less and would do anything she could to make a person smile, or make them feel better. Her compassion and gentleness, have always been important as people know that they can rely on her and she can rely on others in return.
Emily is also rather smart and take pride and joy in most of her lessons, learning and school work/extra things. But just like any person, she is flawed and will make mistakes; if she can, she'll fix it and learn from it afterwards. There's not much that she doesn't enjoy; and if she does, it tends to show as she lacks behind and doesn't show much enthusiasm for it e.g. Apparition. Which doesn't always give her a good record in that subject.
Unfortunately, Emily's family is known to be Stubborn and that trait is one that Emily posses at times. This only shows, if and when she's in a confrontation, even though she tries to avoid those; she tries to stand up for what she believes is right/should be right/ what she and other deserves. She won't always admit that there might be another solution or answer.
It's rare to see her angry or annoyed; but when she gets in a moody strop, she will become defensive and does not like to hear otherwise. That tends to push her buttons a bit more. In the moment, Emily won't accept another answer/solution, once she calms down only will she then realize her mistake and see that not everything always goes her way.
She can be rather sensitive, and always tries to put other people before herself; she's very self-less and would do anything she could to make a person smile, or make them feel better. Her compassion and gentleness, have always been important as people know that they can rely on her and she can rely on others in return.
Emily is also rather smart and take pride and joy in most of her lessons, learning and school work/extra things. But just like any person, she is flawed and will make mistakes; if she can, she'll fix it and learn from it afterwards. There's not much that she doesn't enjoy; and if she does, it tends to show as she lacks behind and doesn't show much enthusiasm for it e.g. Apparition. Which doesn't always give her a good record in that subject.
Unfortunately, Emily's family is known to be Stubborn and that trait is one that Emily posses at times. This only shows, if and when she's in a confrontation, even though she tries to avoid those; she tries to stand up for what she believes is right/should be right/ what she and other deserves. She won't always admit that there might be another solution or answer.
It's rare to see her angry or annoyed; but when she gets in a moody strop, she will become defensive and does not like to hear otherwise. That tends to push her buttons a bit more. In the moment, Emily won't accept another answer/solution, once she calms down only will she then realize her mistake and see that not everything always goes her way.
Likes:(At least three)
Singing
Music ~ Classical/Opera/Rock
Dancing
Ice-Skating
Ice Cream: Vanilla, Lemon, Honeycomb and clotted cream, Coffee
The Institute’s Garden
Nature: Animals, Plants, Trees etc
Swimming
Exploring
Spending time with friends
Reading
Likes to study for most of her subjects
Quidditch
Italian/Spanish/Chinese food, culture etc
Likes Ancient History, artifacts etc
Fruit; Her favorites are Peach, Raspberries, Gooseberries, Water Melon. Pears and Apples
Music ~ Classical/Opera/Rock
Dancing
Ice-Skating
Ice Cream: Vanilla, Lemon, Honeycomb and clotted cream, Coffee
The Institute’s Garden
Nature: Animals, Plants, Trees etc
Swimming
Exploring
Spending time with friends
Reading
Likes to study for most of her subjects
Quidditch
Italian/Spanish/Chinese food, culture etc
Likes Ancient History, artifacts etc
Fruit; Her favorites are Peach, Raspberries, Gooseberries, Water Melon. Pears and Apples
Dislikes:(At least three)
Violence/Death
Arrogant people
Horror movies
Roller Coasters ~ they make her sick and dizzy
Traveling on sea by ship/boat ect...as she gets sea-sick
Her friends being hurt
Arrogant people
Horror movies
Roller Coasters ~ they make her sick and dizzy
Traveling on sea by ship/boat ect...as she gets sea-sick
Her friends being hurt
Fears:
Losing her wand
Dying a slow and painful death
Having to live with her aunt
Losing her dog
Dying a slow and painful death
Having to live with her aunt
Losing her dog
Biography:(At least two paragraphs)
The Geralds family is English/American, but all have thick English Accents. Emily is the youngest daughter of Clark (43) and Mikeala Geralds (39), younger sister to Phillip (21) and Clarissa (19). Whilst her mother is a muggle, her father was a pure-blood wizard that graduated from Hogwarts, whilst her older siblings went to the Salem Institute, being housed in Warren Household, unlike Emily who is housed in Tituba. The Current Geralds family, is the fifth generation of Witches and Wizards; most of their predecessors coming from the houses of Tituba and Warren; with the occasional family member coming from Hogwarts (only on rare occasion has that happened).
Her early-child-hood has always been a happy one. She remembers going to trips and foreign places with her family, as her father works for the Ministry of Magic and her mother works for a Newspaper Company. She loves her family and is close to almost every one of her relatives; excluding her aunt Geraldina who comes from her mother's side. Her aunt had never really showed Emily any compassion, love and positive feelings whilst growing up and is overly strict and terrifying person in general. The few and far in between encounters with her aunt, had scared Emily so she does the best to avoid seeing her.
Emily knew about her heritage/family's magic since she was a little girl, along with her siblings. When she was 10 years old, she got her acceptance letter to the Salem Witches Institute. It was a rather proud and exiting moment as she was following in her family's footsteps. It didn't take long for Emily to settle in at the Tituba house and Institute, she still tries to discover the secrets and wonders off the school. She thinks of the Institute as her second home, and has enjoyed her time there and making new friends along the way.
On her 14th birthday, she received her dog Piper. Those two are rather inseparable, she adores her dog and wouldn't want anything bad to happen to Piper. When Emily is feeling low, Piper cheers her up instantly. Luckily enough, with Piper being a small dog, she takes her pretty much anywhere with her.
Over the years at the Institute, Emily has developed some new interests and keeping in tone with her old one's as she joined school clubs. She is a fan of Quidditch, whilst she doesn't play the sport itself, she is a supporter and watches every game that the school hosts in the playing field, as she supports her house and friends who play.
Her early-child-hood has always been a happy one. She remembers going to trips and foreign places with her family, as her father works for the Ministry of Magic and her mother works for a Newspaper Company. She loves her family and is close to almost every one of her relatives; excluding her aunt Geraldina who comes from her mother's side. Her aunt had never really showed Emily any compassion, love and positive feelings whilst growing up and is overly strict and terrifying person in general. The few and far in between encounters with her aunt, had scared Emily so she does the best to avoid seeing her.
Emily knew about her heritage/family's magic since she was a little girl, along with her siblings. When she was 10 years old, she got her acceptance letter to the Salem Witches Institute. It was a rather proud and exiting moment as she was following in her family's footsteps. It didn't take long for Emily to settle in at the Tituba house and Institute, she still tries to discover the secrets and wonders off the school. She thinks of the Institute as her second home, and has enjoyed her time there and making new friends along the way.
On her 14th birthday, she received her dog Piper. Those two are rather inseparable, she adores her dog and wouldn't want anything bad to happen to Piper. When Emily is feeling low, Piper cheers her up instantly. Luckily enough, with Piper being a small dog, she takes her pretty much anywhere with her.
Over the years at the Institute, Emily has developed some new interests and keeping in tone with her old one's as she joined school clubs. She is a fan of Quidditch, whilst she doesn't play the sport itself, she is a supporter and watches every game that the school hosts in the playing field, as she supports her house and friends who play.
"Friendship, Happiness...Joy...and the occasional downfalls."
Echo Halcyone
"Me and Echo have known each other side day one, we've practically sat at the same table for 6 years with our house. She's a great friend, and so much fun to be around. Even if she ends up dragging me to places, I don't like...we still manage to have fun and laugh about it, a few days later when it doesn't always turn out right. She's a great singer and rather smart. I always cheer her on at Quidditch matches, she's one of the best players in our team and year."
"I still remember the day I caused Echo's hair to turn green.....woops"
Emily and Echo have been great friends since they both started at Salem's Institute. Those two have never been seen or known to argue. They have had many crazy, funny and lovely memories over the 6 years and there are more to come. They're always there for each other, no matter what. Emily and Echo help each other study, if one of them doesn't know something, even with Echo's help, Emily still has to improve on her potion skills. Even their pets Piper and Nyx have an adorable friendship, and can be around each other without causing trouble or hurting the other.
"I still remember the day I caused Echo's hair to turn green.....woops"
Emily and Echo have been great friends since they both started at Salem's Institute. Those two have never been seen or known to argue. They have had many crazy, funny and lovely memories over the 6 years and there are more to come. They're always there for each other, no matter what. Emily and Echo help each other study, if one of them doesn't know something, even with Echo's help, Emily still has to improve on her potion skills. Even their pets Piper and Nyx have an adorable friendship, and can be around each other without causing trouble or hurting the other.
Amelia Averyonna
"You've met Amelia right? I mean...who hasn't? That little girl is a bundle off adorable joy and friendship. Amelia seriously is one of the most sweetest and adorable first years, most people here at Salem know. I always try and make time for her, even if she's new and we don't know each other much, she is a lovely girl. She could make anyone's day better with just a smile. I have yet to see her artwork though, I've heard she's talented."
Emily may not have known Amelia for a long time, but she feels sorry for the poor little girl who has hard life, but yet still manages to be the adorable sunshine she is. She admires that about Amelia; and they can be seen in the Gardens or the Tituba dorms spending time together. Emily keeps an eye out for her, as she doesn't like it when Bullies try and hurt Amelia, due to her being a mute. It's not fair and Emily sometimes wishes that life wasn't so cruel to the poor girl. In a way, those to have a sister like relationship to one another.
Emily may not have known Amelia for a long time, but she feels sorry for the poor little girl who has hard life, but yet still manages to be the adorable sunshine she is. She admires that about Amelia; and they can be seen in the Gardens or the Tituba dorms spending time together. Emily keeps an eye out for her, as she doesn't like it when Bullies try and hurt Amelia, due to her being a mute. It's not fair and Emily sometimes wishes that life wasn't so cruel to the poor girl. In a way, those to have a sister like relationship to one another.
Carlo Dion Valentine
"Mhh...where do I start? I am sure he's nice...in fact, there's been a few occasions were we talked and got on like nothings wrong. I don't mind hanging around with him sometimes, but he's not my best friend either. But he is rather arrogant and cocky....not to mention his crude remarks make me roll my eyes at him in annoyance at times. He's one of those people, that knows how to push my buttons for sure. Sometimes we get on well, other times he just makes me want to scream and kick his backside. Oh well...there's always someone that gets on your nerves right?"
"Oh...he's not a dog person either."
Emily and Carlo are on semi-friendly terms when it comes to their relationship. Even if they don't speak as much, or hang out ever day; Emily tries to be nice to Carlo and not judge; but sometimes he just gets under her skin with his comments and attitude. He's overly confident and that is not something she finds attractive in a guy. He may be cute...but not that cute for Emily to over-look his arrogance. Sometimes, it's hard to be around him because of her dog Piper, even her dog can sense the hostile and dislike towards Dogs when around Carlo. Whilst Piper is usually friendly and loving Dog; she doesn't show affection towards Carlo.
"Oh...he's not a dog person either."
Emily and Carlo are on semi-friendly terms when it comes to their relationship. Even if they don't speak as much, or hang out ever day; Emily tries to be nice to Carlo and not judge; but sometimes he just gets under her skin with his comments and attitude. He's overly confident and that is not something she finds attractive in a guy. He may be cute...but not that cute for Emily to over-look his arrogance. Sometimes, it's hard to be around him because of her dog Piper, even her dog can sense the hostile and dislike towards Dogs when around Carlo. Whilst Piper is usually friendly and loving Dog; she doesn't show affection towards Carlo.
Lü Ziya
"Who?....Oh you mean the mysterious kid? I am honestly not sure what to tell you about him. In all truth, we never spoke much over the 5 years he's been here. We exchange a few friendly words and nods here and there, but I can't say that I really know him that well. I am not sure, if anyone does."
Emily tries to be friendly, and open but there's just something about Lü that makes her a bit cautious. Maybe it's the covered face...not knowing what lies beneath the mask, that keeps her at bay and from discovering more. She doesn't want to judge...but it's more of a self protection than anything else. A part of her might be scared off him; probably natural for most people at Salem who've seen him around. Their lack of communication also comes down, to lack of understanding him when he speaks. His voice is always muffled...which makes her feel bit uneasy.
Emily tries to be friendly, and open but there's just something about Lü that makes her a bit cautious. Maybe it's the covered face...not knowing what lies beneath the mask, that keeps her at bay and from discovering more. She doesn't want to judge...but it's more of a self protection than anything else. A part of her might be scared off him; probably natural for most people at Salem who've seen him around. Their lack of communication also comes down, to lack of understanding him when he speaks. His voice is always muffled...which makes her feel bit uneasy.
Aella Strand
"I first met Aella, in our Apparition Class. She seems like the quite type, her past is clearly not easy. It takes a while to get to know her, but I can see she's a loyal and good person deep inside. We sometimes sit together in class and share Magical Creatures club together. She's one of the people, that I know I can rely on if I ever need help, a friend. Her pets are also cute, even if they are rats."
Unlike Some, Emily doesn't turn away from Aella due to her awkwardness and shyness. Emily gave her a chance and the two girls get along; They may not spend a great deal amount of time together, like Emily does with her other friends...but they are on friendly terms, and do spend some time together. Emily wouldn't shut her out and is happy to converse with her anytime.
Unlike Some, Emily doesn't turn away from Aella due to her awkwardness and shyness. Emily gave her a chance and the two girls get along; They may not spend a great deal amount of time together, like Emily does with her other friends...but they are on friendly terms, and do spend some time together. Emily wouldn't shut her out and is happy to converse with her anytime.
Aurelia Faulkner
"Ever heard of the expression, 'Don't Judge a book by it's cover?'. Well, The same would go for Aurelia. Some people...or most people may see her as a bully of sorts. Her manors may be cold...blunt, and sometimes annoying but she's not a bad person, once you get to know her. It took me a while to break past that shell...and to learn more about her, and know how lonely she is. Our experience hasn't been clean and smooth ride either, but it has gotten better over the 6 years. She's capable of being friendly when she wants to be"
Emily and Aurelia aren't really friends...but they do have their moments of kindness and where they get along. Their road has been more than bumpy, with arguments and personality clash. But at the same time; Emily can see something in Aurelia; she can see that Aurelia is hiding behind a mask, not wanting to reveal the true kindness to everyone. She feels sorry for her, despite their up's and down's.
Emily and Aurelia aren't really friends...but they do have their moments of kindness and where they get along. Their road has been more than bumpy, with arguments and personality clash. But at the same time; Emily can see something in Aurelia; she can see that Aurelia is hiding behind a mask, not wanting to reveal the true kindness to everyone. She feels sorry for her, despite their up's and down's.
Hestia Wintergerald
"I guess, the best way to describe Hestia would be a 'Mother Hen' of sorts. Hestia has motherly instincts, it can annoy some but I don't really mind. She's always there, if you need someone to for advice. She's helped me pout a couple of times and I know, I can go to her again if I need to. She may be a little intense at times...but she's not a bad person. Not many people understand her I suppose."
Emily and Hestia have pretty much always been on good terms with each other; They both may be a little bit stubborn. But Emily would not admit that...at least not out-loud anyways. She had witnessed Hestia's social awkwardness from time to time, but she can't really blame her; it's not her fault and like some people; she doesn't shy away from her and judge. They may be friends, but they always had a few arguments, when their stubborn personalities clashed. But all is well...
Emily and Hestia have pretty much always been on good terms with each other; They both may be a little bit stubborn. But Emily would not admit that...at least not out-loud anyways. She had witnessed Hestia's social awkwardness from time to time, but she can't really blame her; it's not her fault and like some people; she doesn't shy away from her and judge. They may be friends, but they always had a few arguments, when their stubborn personalities clashed. But all is well...
Edgar Whitby
"I think he's great. You just have to give it some time to get to know him. He's one of the smartest guys I know...and has a great sense of humor. He always makes me laugh with his jokes, any time we hang out. Edgar, is also a good Tutor, he helped me out a few times when it comes to studying. He's one of the Guys, that I would consider a good friend."
Edgar is someone that Emily would gladly hang around with; they have been friends for a few years and Emily values his friendship and help if she needs it. She finds his personality appealing; she likes that he's different and that to her in a guy is attractive. Emily doesn't really know, if she likes him more than a friend and she wouldn't admit that to him...at least not right now. She wouldn't want to lose a valuable friendship.
Edgar is someone that Emily would gladly hang around with; they have been friends for a few years and Emily values his friendship and help if she needs it. She finds his personality appealing; she likes that he's different and that to her in a guy is attractive. Emily doesn't really know, if she likes him more than a friend and she wouldn't admit that to him...at least not right now. She wouldn't want to lose a valuable friendship.
Troy Franklin
"I think, he's a sweet and smart little guy. I don't think, I've met a first year with such talents and knowledge before. He's very strong and doesn't let anything hold him back...I don't know him well, but he's the talk of the Institute for sure."
Troy is another first year, that Emily happily spends time with and looks out for. She admires his strength, and abilities despite his deformity. Whilst she feels sorry for his rough start in life, she admires him as he doesn't let it hold him back and that truly is something incredible to see. He's just like everyone else, for an 11 year old he's got quite the talent at Quidditch as well as few other things.
Troy is another first year, that Emily happily spends time with and looks out for. She admires his strength, and abilities despite his deformity. Whilst she feels sorry for his rough start in life, she admires him as he doesn't let it hold him back and that truly is something incredible to see. He's just like everyone else, for an 11 year old he's got quite the talent at Quidditch as well as few other things.
Ariande Tune
"Ari, is another quite and shy person. It took us a while to actually get chatting, as we we only share a few classes and Astronomy Club. She's an interesting person; she has some-what of a bite, but she's sweet. She's also a rather good artist, her paintings are vibrant and full of like; it almost looks like a photo."
Emily and Ariande are classroom/study/club buddies. Although they do sometimes spend time outside of classes together. Even with the similar personalities, and Emily's distaste of sarcasm...the girls haven't clashed yet. They're on the road to becoming better friends.
Emily and Ariande are classroom/study/club buddies. Although they do sometimes spend time outside of classes together. Even with the similar personalities, and Emily's distaste of sarcasm...the girls haven't clashed yet. They're on the road to becoming better friends.
Cassandre LeFlamme
"One of my closest friends, and choir buddy along with Echo. She looks like a model, and certainly could have a name like one. She's a great friend and talented witch/person. I love listening to her and band...there's just something unique and soothing about her voice. She tried teaching me how to play a guitar once...didn't go so well, but it was rather fun experience."
Emily and Cassandre have known each other for 6 years, ever since Emily first came to the Academy.They became good friends, quickly on and have stayed close....Emily, Cassandre and Echo are known as the Choir Trio. They have never argued and Emily values Cassandre's friendship and on occasional, tips and help to improve her singing. Cassandre is a great vocal coach...at least according to Em.
Emily and Cassandre have known each other for 6 years, ever since Emily first came to the Academy.They became good friends, quickly on and have stayed close....Emily, Cassandre and Echo are known as the Choir Trio. They have never argued and Emily values Cassandre's friendship and on occasional, tips and help to improve her singing. Cassandre is a great vocal coach...at least according to Em.
Phillirino The New
Member
Seen
9 yrs ago
|Troy Franklin|
Name: Troy Franklin
Gender: Male
Age: 11
Year: 1
Blood: Halfblood
House: Good
Pet: None
Electives: None
Clubs: Choir
Boggart: A Werewolf
Patronus: A Wolf
Armotentia: Cool, crisp air akin to that of high altitudes
Wand: Vine, Unicorn Hair, 13 inches, Springy
Best Class: Flying, Defense against the Dark Arts, Transfiguration
Worst Class: Astronomy, Herbology, History of Magic
Strengths:
- Self-assured
- Outgoing
- Will always take responsibility
- Charismatic
- Very quick learner when it comes to spells
- Mastery over flying far outstripping his age
- Idealistic and Passionate
Weaknesses:
- Has a hard time relating to others
- Doesn't understand the more 'book-y' subjects
- Has Zoophobia
- Clumsy
- Messy
- Was born with a severe case of Club foot that never healed quite right, leaving him incapable of many physical activites.
- Is overly sensative about his deformed right leg and the difficulties it causes him.
- Idealistic and Passionate, as it has proven to be a double edged sword.
- His self-confidence can come off as arrogance
Personality:
Despite the many hardships Troy had to face growing up he has always been a pillar of strength for others to lean on. His un-shaking belief in himself stems from a child-like belief in the impossible, the ability to be anything you want to be as long as you put in the effort. His unfaltering optimism and belief in people is the corner-stone of his entire personality. He draws on this natural charisma often to make friends as he is forced to move quite often.
Perhaps because of his unchanging ego and the overwhelming confidence of one so young, Troy often draws a lot of attention wherever he goes. Despite this common popularity, he doesn't seek the attention he draws nor does he really think of it at all. This natural charisma have brought a lot of friendship to his life, though it has also brought him the ire of those either envious of him or those that were cruel to others. This popularity has begun to waver as his contemporaries have begun to enter puberty, and their views on who they find cool shift away.
Another facet of his personality is how outgoing he is, often excited to try new things and meet new people. His exuberance shines through the most in group settings where he is the first to volunteer for any situation. Though not many know it besides his parents, this is mostly out of a feeling of being left out because his medical condition a lot of the time. Even though people often attempt to baby him and keep him safe, he rebukes their concern by putting on a brave face and striving to do everything he can.
Troy has a strange habit of becoming distant whenever either certain topics are brought up, or certain things come to his mind. This difficulty is further compounded by a wall he manages to maintain between himself and his friends. The cause of both these things can be traced back to a home life that, though full of love, was rather complicated and full of hardships. Though often surrounded by friends, if asked most of them wouldn't have called Troy their closest friend for this exact reason, he often is more lonely than he appears.
Some of his more negative qualities often come out when he is told he can't do something. This doesn't actually stem from a problem with authority, but more an underlying complex about his medical condition and his actual inability to do many things. Furthermore, he has a highly competitive streak when it comes to people who challenge him. It could be something as simple as getting the best grade on an exam, or something like holding his ground in an argument. This side of him often comes to the fore when playing quidditch, one of his two major loves.
Troy is also plagued by a fear of animals, this was a result of a traumatic experience in his childhood and hasn't been addressed at all. This has begun to cause him problems at the Salem Witches' Institute as the abundance of critters isn't something he can just outright avoid anymore.
Likes:
Flying
Quidditch, both playing and watching professional
Pizza and other unhealthy foods
Clouds
Singing
Music of all kinds
Flashy magic
Video Games
Dislikes:
Most all other physical sports
Bullies
Reading
History
Math
Animals
Fears:
Never amounting to anything
Losing all of his friends
Being away from home for the first time
Animals
Biography:
Troy was born as the only child to Richard Franklin and Lorraine Witmer. Their meeting and subsequent marriage was one rife with fighting from the very moment the met, Lorraine being a highly respected Auror in the Republic of Magic while Richard Franklin was one of her cases. Lorraine was sent from her home in New York along with a group of Auror's to handle a sudden and very dangerous outbreak of Lycanthropy in a small town in Texas far to the south, once there it was a grueling task getting the many newly transformed creatures under control. Richard Franklin was a muggle through and through only having been exposed to the world of magic by a bad twist of fate that got him bitten, he was quickly rescued by the team of Auror's that were sent to clean up the mess and had his wound healed with a mixture of silver and dittany saving him from certain death.
Lorraine was later assigned to watch over Richard and help him understand the real nature of the world around him. It was during this time that the unlikely couple began to bond and fell in love with each other. They were married a few years later before moving back to Richard's home town when it became apparent that Lorraine had become pregnant. Wishing to raise her son without the danger present in being an Auror she retired and took up a mundane job.
After Troy was born many surgeries were performed on his highly deformed leg, both magical and not, in an attempt to cure him of his condition. All attempts proved unsuccessful, as the limb itself was too deformed to be cured without drastic changes to his physiology. The best the wizards could offer was to transmogrify it into a different leg, redoing the magic as the boy grew. This came with it's own set of dangers, including the risk of the leg never truly being his, a unsettling 'off-ness' so it was decided that they would leave it be.
Despite his parents worries, Troy grew into a very happy young boy full of talent. He took very closely after his dad in appearance, but his ability in magic and personality seemed to flow straight from his mother. This manifested in him following very closely behind her, becoming interested in the things she loved specifically singing. Once her son had shown such a crystal clear voice at such a young age, along with a wish to pursue the talent, his mother was more than happy to teach him all she knew and after that paid for a tutor.
Though his father was vehemently against it, fearful for his child, Lorraine took it upon herself to begin teaching Troy how to fly upon a broom before he had even turned five. In spite of his father's fears, Troy took to the broom like a fish takes to water. Unable to play tag and other games with the local kids Troy put all his effort into flying. In the air he was able to leave his disability behind him, allowing him to command his motion unlike anything he could have dreamed of before.
This love for flying only grew as he learned of Quidditch. He became obsessed with the game, watching as much as he could and in all of his free time he would practice the game. It wasn't until he had turned nine years old that he was able to go to his first professional game; the experience was one that would stick with him for the rest of his life. Once more his mother was highly supportive of his dream, spending whatever time she could spare giving him pointers on flying or practicing Quaffle handling.
His father would become a finicky subject for Troy, the distance between them only grew as he got older. Richard attempted to keep his Lycanthropy a secret from his son out of fear for hurting him and that had seeped over into their relationship with each other. His father went to great lengths and precautions to keep his son safe, often going many towns over to deal with his shifts, leaving the boy with a babysitter. Overhearing a conversation between his mother and father arguing about the condition and whether they should keep it from their son, Troy was left with a very incomplete and hazy picture of what illness was befalling his father. This event left Troy uncertain to what his father even was, out of fear for what he would found out Troy would keep this incident to himself and grow even further apart from his father.
Though quite nervous to leave his home in Texas and venture all the way to Massachusetts to attend school, he was at the same time excited to pursue his dreams and learn more about the wizarding world outside his family.
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|Alain Morneau|
Name:
Alain Félix Morneau
Gender:
Male
Age:
16
Year:
6
Blood:
Muggle Born aka Mudblood
House:
Tituba
Pet: Girard the Corgi
Girard is a very quirky dog often following Alain wherever he goes. He is quite good at retrieving things and often will spin in a circle to let Alain know that he is hungry. It’s affectionately called the bones dance.
Electives:
Muggle Studies, Care for Magical Creatures, Divination
Clubs:
Dueling & Potions Club
Boggart:
Cockroach
Alain loathes bugs but absolutely hates roaches this fear came about when he was a kid. One night after going to the restroom a large sewer roach crawled out of the drain and flew at him. Such an event cemented his fear of roaches early.
Alain loathes bugs but absolutely hates roaches this fear came about when he was a kid. One night after going to the restroom a large sewer roach crawled out of the drain and flew at him. Such an event cemented his fear of roaches early.
Patronus:
Wolf
Wand:
Oak | Unicorn Hair| 12 in|flexible
Best Class:
Muggle Studies, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Potions
Worst Class:
Divination, Magical History, Charms
Strengths:
Quick witted
Able Voice
Quirky
Leader
Potions
Cooking
Quidditch
Optimistic
Great Sense of Humor
Not Easily Swayed
Able Voice
Quirky
Leader
Potions
Cooking
Quidditch
Optimistic
Great Sense of Humor
Not Easily Swayed
Weaknesses:
Blunt
Confrontational
Spells
Charms
Understanding of Wizard/ Witches Culture
Vindictive
A bit of a Goon on the Quidditch Field.
Loyalty
Confrontational
Spells
Charms
Understanding of Wizard/ Witches Culture
Vindictive
A bit of a Goon on the Quidditch Field.
Loyalty
Personality:(At least a paragraph)
Alain is for the most part is very quirky, good natured young lad with a dorky smile and a loyal heart. Those that are close to him he treats warmly and is more than happy to do favors for. It does however take some time to get to this point with Alain as the more zealous purebloods have elicited ill feelings towards him based on his muggle parentage. This has caused him to be a bit more tenacious and appear to have a chip on his shoulder. He is quite upfront and blunt about how he feels and does not shy away from confrontation especially those that poke fun at his muggle parentage. He often seeks to outdo those that come from pureblood wizarding families that hold their pedigree over his head. Often employing his sharp wit to counter their uncouth comments.
He keeps a good majority of his interests from muggle world as opposed to adopting those of the wizarding world as it is still more familiar and welcoming then what he has experienced at Salem’s Institute. He is a bit indecisive if he wants to continue in this world or forego it completely for a life of normalcy in the muggle world. This is one of the biggest sources of conflict for him as he doesn’t really feel like he belongs in either world. He often keeps this to himself and puts up a very convincing front. He longs to be accepted by his peers and not be seen as an outsider.
His sense of humor however tends to be causes people to be drawn towards him. He often can make a joke about anything and often is good at getting out of awkward situations. The liveliness of his facial expressions are often on par with his witty banter. This allowed him to make quite a few friends and become moderately well known within his class.
In regards to romance Alain is rather aloof and doesn’t think anything of it. Although it would be nice to find a lass but it isn’t something he is actively seeking. He figures it will come to him when he least expects it. This has caused him to inadvertently flirt with members of the opposite sex and may have given them the wrong idea as he is just being himself. He goes to the beat of his own drum and romantic endeavors remain on the periphery for the most part. What the future holds he isn’t sure but is fairly optimistic that things will turn out for the best. This optimism has helped him persevere when things would often look bleak in this world that befell him.
He keeps a good majority of his interests from muggle world as opposed to adopting those of the wizarding world as it is still more familiar and welcoming then what he has experienced at Salem’s Institute. He is a bit indecisive if he wants to continue in this world or forego it completely for a life of normalcy in the muggle world. This is one of the biggest sources of conflict for him as he doesn’t really feel like he belongs in either world. He often keeps this to himself and puts up a very convincing front. He longs to be accepted by his peers and not be seen as an outsider.
His sense of humor however tends to be causes people to be drawn towards him. He often can make a joke about anything and often is good at getting out of awkward situations. The liveliness of his facial expressions are often on par with his witty banter. This allowed him to make quite a few friends and become moderately well known within his class.
In regards to romance Alain is rather aloof and doesn’t think anything of it. Although it would be nice to find a lass but it isn’t something he is actively seeking. He figures it will come to him when he least expects it. This has caused him to inadvertently flirt with members of the opposite sex and may have given them the wrong idea as he is just being himself. He goes to the beat of his own drum and romantic endeavors remain on the periphery for the most part. What the future holds he isn’t sure but is fairly optimistic that things will turn out for the best. This optimism has helped him persevere when things would often look bleak in this world that befell him.
Likes:(At least three)
Music within the rock spectrum most notably indie and emo
Hockey
Potions
Quidditch
Ancient Muggle History
Singing
Cooking
Breakfast food
Reading
Ladies
Cello/Bass
Hockey
Potions
Quidditch
Ancient Muggle History
Singing
Cooking
Breakfast food
Reading
Ladies
Cello/Bass
Dislikes:(At least three)
Being discriminated based on his parentage
Arrogance
Silver Spooned Brats
Mother Hens
The Word Mudblood
Bugs
Divination
Materialists
Arrogance
Silver Spooned Brats
Mother Hens
The Word Mudblood
Bugs
Divination
Materialists
Fears:
Alain fears that he will never truly be accepted by his peers and that he will be caught between two worlds. Never truly fitting in with either.
Biography:(At least two paragraphs)
Alain comes from humble origins of two blue collar working class muggle parents in city of Montreal. His earlier years were spent lazing around in school until he was off so he could go play hockey with his friends. Often hoping to emulate his brother who was away at Michigan University as a forward. For the most part his life was relatively normal and completely unaware of the fact magic even existed. It came as quite a culture shock to him when he received his letter to Salem Witches Institute. This was an immediate culture shock for him as this world was completely foreign to him. His folks couldn’t offer helpful advice as they hadn’t a clue what this world entailed.
His first year was quite difficult as it was a significant learning experience for him and he began to experience the subtle bigotry that exists in the wizarding world. However he persevered and carved out his own niche in his class. Eventually he landed himself a spot on the Tituba quidditch team as beater in his second year. He excelled quite a bit in this role but wasn’t the cleanest player and took on the role of goon often directing the bludgers or his bat the direction in the opposing team’s players. This didn’t go to well with the other clubs but made him well liked on Titubas team as he protected his teammates no matter the consequences. This coupled with his comedic wit allowed him to make a few friends and become moderately well known within the class. Popularity was never his aim but rather to be accepted by his peers.
The rest of his years seemed to decently well with Alain starting to become more comfortable with his place in the wizarding world. However the thought of never truly being accepted by these people is always on the periphery of his mind.
His first year was quite difficult as it was a significant learning experience for him and he began to experience the subtle bigotry that exists in the wizarding world. However he persevered and carved out his own niche in his class. Eventually he landed himself a spot on the Tituba quidditch team as beater in his second year. He excelled quite a bit in this role but wasn’t the cleanest player and took on the role of goon often directing the bludgers or his bat the direction in the opposing team’s players. This didn’t go to well with the other clubs but made him well liked on Titubas team as he protected his teammates no matter the consequences. This coupled with his comedic wit allowed him to make a few friends and become moderately well known within the class. Popularity was never his aim but rather to be accepted by his peers.
The rest of his years seemed to decently well with Alain starting to become more comfortable with his place in the wizarding world. However the thought of never truly being accepted by these people is always on the periphery of his mind.
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