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Elsewhere Accepted / Elsewhere Child | Isabella Black
« on: 19/06/2015 at 12:15 »
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CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Isabella Elizabeth Black

Gender: Female

Age: 10 years and seven months old

Bloodline: Halfblood

Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?): Neither her witch mother Victoria or her deceased Muggle father Brian are characters on this website.

Residence: Isabella lives with her mother close to Godric's Park.

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the daycare)? Isabella likes Godric's Park, because it's close to where her parents met. Other than that, no.

Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason? Nope.

Please list any other characters you already have at the site: None, Isabella is my first character.

Biography: (100 words minimum.) Victoria met Brian when they were both young teenagers. They were a mix of acquaintances and friends, until Victoria graduated Hogwarts. Brian was a Muggle doctor and when Victoria sprained her ankle that summer, he was the one that treated her. They fell in love that summer and were married in the spring the next year.

Isabella was born in their third year of marriage, something both were very excited for. She was born a healthy, albeit small, baby. She lived happily with her parents for four years. Her parents were just starting to discuss trying for another child when Brian was killed in a robbery. Naturally, this devastated both Victoria and Isabella.

Victoria withdrew into herself, becoming quieter and shyer. It was quite a change from the vibrant, passionate young woman Brian had treated. It took some time, but eventually Isabella drew her mother out of her shell once again.

Roleplay:
Reply as your character to the following:

Godric Park.

Overhead, the sky was a crisp blue, for once clear of the ever-pervasive spongy clouds and rain. The sun was a lemony-yellow presence, high in the Eastern sky, and in front of it zipped three broomsticks in a straight line, or something very like one. One... two..... three... the boys passed, their shouts of excitement echoing as they chased the snitch, a tiny shimmer reflecting the sunlight.

Far below was another, much smaller broomstick.

It trugged along the ground, hugging close to it like a sluggish choo choo train and occasionally shuttering in protest. This was because said stick was currently being occupied by a very small girl who was tugging upward on the front of it with all her might, trying to coax it into doing what it had been expressly designed NOT to do.

"John, I said wait up!" The tiny girl squealed, giving the broomstick another tug.

Begrudgingly, it drifted upward a foot, and then sank, depositing the troublesome girl safely on the ground. Janey Hurst was not pleased. In a huff, she hopped off the toy safety broom, grabbing it firmly and thrusting it handle first into the turf.

Her brother was such a beast. He NEVER let her play! She folded her arms, seething blue eyes fixing on another figure nearby.  "You!" She barked, much more sharply than she meant to.

"...Do you want to play?"

Roleplay Response:
Isabella watched as boys climbed a large sturdy tree enviously. She cast a glare at her skirt, hindering her from being able to climb the tree. Pouting, she turned back to her drawing, ignoring all of the marks on her hand.

Humming, she deliberately made it off key to annoy people. The girl was unhappy, and not just from being unable to climb. Her lovely piano teacher was ill and had been unable to come that day. Isabella turned when she heard someone call rudely, "You!"

A younger girl, likely around five, continued timidly, asking Isabella if she would like to play. Tilting her head in thought, Isabella gave a small 'hmm' as she thought about it. Shrugging, she pulled her jacket off and tossed it onto the table, along with her drawing and pens.

Standing up, she brushed her skirt out of habit. Isabella inquired, "What do you want to play?"

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