Post by Molly Connely on Aug 13, 2007 15:54:11 GMT -5
Character's Name: Molly Connely
Age: 17
Gender: Female
House: Ravenclaw
Year: Seventh
Pets: An orange cat named Noodles that was given to her by her mother when she was accepted into Hogwarts
Blood: Half Blood
Appearance: Roughly 60 inches high, hourglass figure, 110lbs., silky black hair, beautiful blue eyes, Caucasian (not particularly pale nor dark)
Personality: Her personality reflects being raised in very different situations throughout her life. She is a somewhat complex person. This often comes of as unreadable, which she doesn't believe to be true. She's kind and hasn't the ability to be overly selfish. She is outgoing and sort of goofy. She isn't interested in what other's say about her; she's offended when those she cares about are insulted. She is fond of wildlife, especially animals.
Special Abilities/Weapons: Only if Witchcraft, a green thumb, and/or a way with animals count
History: Her mother was a muggle and her father was a pure blooded wizard. Her father's parents never approved of her father marrying a muggle, so they were quite supportive when they divorced when she was the age of 5. She had before lived almost exactly as if she was muggle-born. However, once her parents divorced, her father moved to England. Before she went to Hogwarts, her life style changed often as she was raised with her laid back, middle class American mother at times. Then, she was thrusted away to live with her wealthy business-like magical father in England. She went on back and forth between the households. She received her letter from Hogwarts and the school was the first place in which she lived constantly.
Example Role Play: The sunshine was beautiful, sunny day in the garden. The feeling of rays of sunshine on her skin made Molly smile up at the sky.
Few moments later, she moved her attention to plants that surrounded her. She looked at the nearby flowers and smelled their aroma and soaked in the splendor of the area. She adored the garden and everything about it. In her eyes, it was extravagant, magnificent.
As she sat down at a nearby bench, she brushed her hands lightly and smoothly through the green grass beneath her. She sighed happily and then noticed that she wasn't the only one in the garden.
Other: None, thanks
Age: 17
Gender: Female
House: Ravenclaw
Year: Seventh
Pets: An orange cat named Noodles that was given to her by her mother when she was accepted into Hogwarts
Blood: Half Blood
Appearance: Roughly 60 inches high, hourglass figure, 110lbs., silky black hair, beautiful blue eyes, Caucasian (not particularly pale nor dark)
Personality: Her personality reflects being raised in very different situations throughout her life. She is a somewhat complex person. This often comes of as unreadable, which she doesn't believe to be true. She's kind and hasn't the ability to be overly selfish. She is outgoing and sort of goofy. She isn't interested in what other's say about her; she's offended when those she cares about are insulted. She is fond of wildlife, especially animals.
Special Abilities/Weapons: Only if Witchcraft, a green thumb, and/or a way with animals count
History: Her mother was a muggle and her father was a pure blooded wizard. Her father's parents never approved of her father marrying a muggle, so they were quite supportive when they divorced when she was the age of 5. She had before lived almost exactly as if she was muggle-born. However, once her parents divorced, her father moved to England. Before she went to Hogwarts, her life style changed often as she was raised with her laid back, middle class American mother at times. Then, she was thrusted away to live with her wealthy business-like magical father in England. She went on back and forth between the households. She received her letter from Hogwarts and the school was the first place in which she lived constantly.
Example Role Play: The sunshine was beautiful, sunny day in the garden. The feeling of rays of sunshine on her skin made Molly smile up at the sky.
Few moments later, she moved her attention to plants that surrounded her. She looked at the nearby flowers and smelled their aroma and soaked in the splendor of the area. She adored the garden and everything about it. In her eyes, it was extravagant, magnificent.
As she sat down at a nearby bench, she brushed her hands lightly and smoothly through the green grass beneath her. She sighed happily and then noticed that she wasn't the only one in the garden.
Other: None, thanks